You'll sneak across the courtyard and through the gate in front of you.

You carefully tread around the pond and towards the iron gate. It stands about 8 feet tall with thick bars that are slightly dented, bent inwards away from you. Loose ivy is wrapped around the bars as well, but you can still see the tower through them on the other side. All that's left is to open the gate...

You gently tug on the solid handle; as you do, the gate slowly swings open and scrapes quietly against the stone floor beneath you. You glance behind you to check on the frog, which is stirring slightly as your presence. In an attempt to get through a bit faster, you pull harder on the handle and-

CREAK!

The gate's rusted hinges abruptly jam up! The handle breaks off in your hand as the gate shudders to a halt. The gate still isn't open wide enough for you to pass through... and worse still, you've been noticed. The frog perks up, staring directly at you with its glowing purple eyes.