High Queen

10 years after the fall of Galbatorix, peace reigns over Alagaësia, and the riders are slowly but surely being reestablished.
But after an odd set of events, one girl stumbles across a dark prophesy, promising that peace will be lost, war will return and she is the heart of it.
But bad hearts don't belong in good people, she will eventually have to ask herself: how do you fight your own fate?

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(A/N: Just started this fic so give the first few chapters a read and tell me what you think)