"I don't want to get married! Agh! I wish I could just disappear" Allias shouted in the middle of the woods, hitting his foot on the mud and slashing brown dots everywhere, dirtying his light colored trousers.
He had ran away. From his mother and his lover who was too mysterious to tell him what is going on and too scared to stay with him. He needed to breathe but as he found himself alone he felt more and more as if he was suffocating. He had so many responsibilities and they were too hard to carry. He knew he could do it with Theseus by his side but he had the tendency to just disappear without a word then return back and look at him with that charming smile of his and Allias would forgive him even he burned his whole palace down. He hated the idea of being a lonesome king. The Wight of his crown would bring him down and the bitter taste of his dreams would poison him as he withered away like an old flower.
