Chapter Six
The days crawled by and still Admon was stuck spending his days at court. Too young and self-absorbed to think beyond the borders of my own existence, I gave little thought to the broader and more sinister implications. I was too busy trying to entertain myself and avoid going mad with boredom.
My days were spent outside as much as possible in the walled gardens of the manse, which were the limit of my freedom. I climbed trees, studied the plants and herbs, practiced my stealth skills by stalking the gardeners, and generally made a nuisance of myself. When the entertainment of these activities began to pall and Admon still showed no sign of leaving court, I began to contemplate escape.
I will say in my own defense that I was usually a well-behaved child, and I had never even
