The Gladiator

You decide to ignore both. Rolling over on your bed, you stare at the wall for several seconds as you listen to the banging get louder.

Finally, the door simply burst open and your brother Velkadin barges in.

"In the name of the gods, brother. Open the blasted door when I knock! Come to think of it, I don't know why I even bother to knock in the first place."

"I don't either." you reply. You notice with little interest that the faint tapping at the window has stopped.

"Anyway, that's irrelevent." Velkadin says quickly, waving his hand through the air carelessly. "I came to tell you that I will be leaving tommorow."

You sit upright slowly.

"Leaving? Where to? Why?"

"I've got business elsewhere. I'll be back in a week or so." Velkadin snarls. "You will stay here and govern this miserable town until I return. Is that quite clear?"