“Drathis?” A muffled voice called through the door after another knock. He opened his eyes slowly blinking away the bright light seeping through a gap in the curtain, its warm rays pooling on his face. Rolling onto his side, he rubbed his head in the soft pillow breathing out, opening his eyes again taking in the room.
Above him, a high raised ceiling held a chandelier decorated with small crystals, only a few candles on it were lit, their flames reflecting a gold pattern on the walls right down to the well-polished wooden skirtings. The room was decorated with lavish couches, a table with four chairs, and a fireplace framed with more books than was necessary.
Another knock came from the door with a muffled call of his name. He frowned sitting up gingerly recognizing the voice calling, i
