The late afternoon sun is inviting, so rather than walk through the hallways and risk getting lost you descend to the bottom of the East Tower and head back to the grounds. You find a rain barrel just outside the East Tower and take a moment to wash your face and take a sup of water. You attribute any chill in your stomach to the liquid as you start to walk.
The gate that welcomed your party earlier today was a side entrance intended for deliveries and laborers, you remember hearing. The main gate is on the northern side.
You straighten your garments and decide to play the foreign courtier, making entree through the grandest pathway the palace has to offer. After all, your first time is meant to be special, is it not?
Onward