Ah, pay no heed if your enemies laugh. They'll not be able to once you lop off their heads.

Barzûl!

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.

Death is part of who we are. It guides
us. It shapes us. It drives us to madness. Can you still be human if you have no mortal end

No, he said, we are not alone. I have you, and you have me. And there is Arya and Nasuada and Orik, and many others besides who will help us along our way.

Misfoutune always comes to those who wait. The trick is to find happiness in the breif gaps between distaters.