As Allias had ordered a party of elves had been sent out to meet the young hunter and receive the last Avgee elf. Theseus hadn't talked about it more; he hadn't even dared to look at the king after what he told him. The general had never been so shocked before when it came to them. They would always fight, shout at each other and sometimes even throw hands but in the end he always knew deep inside him that everything would be fine. They were soulmates after all, made for each other. This time Allias had seemed too cold, too distant and too disappointed to even pay any attention to him, to even get mad. A silence surrounded the two of them, so cold that Theseus felt he would end up freezing to death.