“Kvetha, Shur'tugalGreetings, Dragon Rider”

“HERE LIES BROMWho wasA Rider bonded to the dragon SaphiraSon of Holcomb and NeldaBeloved of SelenaFather of Eragon ShadeslayerFounder of the VardenAnd Bane of the Forsworn.May his name live on in glory.Stydja unin mo'ranr”

“She gave him a wan smile. "And then you came, Eragon. You and Saphira. After hope had deserted me and I was about to be taken to Galbatorix in Uru'baen, a Rider appeared to rescue me. A rider and a dragon!""And Morzan's son," he said. "Both of Morzan's sons.""Describe it how you will, it was such an improbable rescue, I occasionally think that I did go mad and that I've imagined everything since.”

“The first arrow struck Semian in the leg, just above the knee. Semian howled, staggered and fell back into the water. The second arrow struck one of the other riders in the back. The third arrow hit the wounded dragon in the neck, which only made it hiss and snap. Kemir didn't stop to fire a fourth; instead he jogged a little deeper into the forest and then turned and followed the path of the river. The knights wouldn't follow him into the trees, he was quite sure of that, and the dragons would never find him in the dark. Not killing Rider Semian, he discovered, was immensely satisfying. Killing him was something he could do only once. He smiled to himself.”

“Woman?” She chuckled. “Is that meant to insult me? I would return the slap, if I took you for a man.” Dany met his stare. “I am Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, the Unburnt, Mother of Dragons, khaleesi to Drogo’s riders, and queen of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros.”

“Tortall and the Queens Riders!”