The sun had begun to set as I scaled the palace's formidable walls. I made it into the courtyard without much trouble, skillfully avoiding the guards. While keeping a vigilant eye, I adjusted my hood, making sure to obscure my identity. I felt so out of place and insignificant in such a lavish and grand setting. The Sultan used his money and power to make such a grand home while street rats like me were suffering in the heat. It made my blood boil.

Unexpectedly, I felt someone bump into me.