‘What are you doing, Yusuf? Why are

‘What are you doing, Yusuf? Why aren’t you ready to go?’
Shirkuh’s face was red and angry.
Yusuf jumped up when his uncle came into his office in the
castle of Aleppo. ‘Why, Uncle, do you want me on the campaign?
You said nothing about me coming, so I thought that you
wanted me to stay here to take care of things.’
‘Stupid boy! You know everything about my soldiers now. I
need you to make sure that they have everything they need. Go!
We leave tomorrow at first light!’