Although I wasn't allowed outside the Phoenix Wing, my sister had a maid shadow me whenever she was away.
I wandered to the front courtyard, drawn to a towering apple tree near the palace gates.
I smiled and asked the maid, "May I climb the tree?"
The maid bowed slightly, remaining silent, which I took as consent.
I climbed eagerly, gripping the thick trunk until I reached a sturdy branch.
My forehead was slick with sweat.
What a view from up here!
I dabbed at the sweat on my brow, plucked a few apple blossoms, and stashed them in my pouch.
The blossoms were in full fiery bloom, a sight to behold.
I leaned back against the trunk, letting the dappled sunlight warm my face, and squinted in contentment.
Could this be what they call a stolen moment of serenity?
Utter bliss!
I closed my eyes, feigning sleep, reveling in the brief respite.
"Who goes there?"
A sharp call jolted me, and I lost my balance, tumbling from the tree.
"Someone help her!"
A commanding voice came from beyond the walls, and the gates of Phoenix Wing swung open at once.
Sitting on the ground, cradling my throbbing leg, I found myself face-to-face with King Samuel for the first time.