He was sure that Theseus would be looking for him, all around the palace he would want to find him and tell him something, anything that would make him feel better. Allias did not want that though. As he ran away like a coward he realized how stupid he had been. Every time he opened his mouth his thoughts and the truth would mix together and the darkness would make him say things he didn't want to.
At the moment he only wished to hide and stop his crying. He sprinted towards the kitchen, where the scent of freshly made bread and warm soup could almost become suffocating. He looked around at the cooks and staff who were staring at him dumbfounded as he screamed at the to get out. All of them began running away, not even daring to look behind and he felt even more pitiful.