Chapter 17
The wall of the kitchen garden was higher than the vineyard gate, but Damiskos was still able to boost himself up and vault over without too much difficulty. Varazda, of course, went over with a sinuous slither as if he vaulted higher walls every day.
The garden was deserted, the barred windows of the kitchen dark. They picked their way down between rows of onions and rosemary bushes to the back door of the kitchen. It was latched from the inside, as they had rather expected. They went around the building to the side, ducking behind another, lower wall that fronted the garden. On the other side Damiskos could see the roof of the well in the yard. He heard nothing, and it was dark.
Varazda turned to signal that he would look over the wall, using the gestures Damiskos had taugh
