Cleverless

My imagination often gets the better of me. I wish that was my current problem as I march aimlessly with a court jester chained to me. Somehow my cleverness has escaped me. At least at the moment. I wonder why I haven't encountered any of the prisoners. I also wonder why I gave my power to the guard. Granted he has a sharp blade pointed to my back, but there has to be a way out of this. There just has to. Maybe that's how I escape by stop fighting. Go along with the flow. It is crazy, but I am curious to see Ruth as well.