For the sake of duty: A retrospective of their escape..

Malius had been careful and constructive in the preparation for his plan to depart after all he had been instructed to protect the Princess from any and al enemies at the cost f his own life. So now as her home became the most potent danger to her he had little choice but to smuggle her from the Kingdom even as he could sense the coming darkness and madness that would slaughter thousands. He had of course already sought permission to take her for her own safety though he had told his Lord he would wait till morning yet now they fled in the middle of the night. Having disguised the young girl and donned the face of one of the Guard Captains having slain several of those that had opposed his decision to leave. Riding from the stables they had passed through the gate severing the controls of the portcullis as they thundered out to hamper any immediate pursuit.

Malius knew that even this was only a temporary stalling and having been a hunter most of his life he knew trackers would be sent to follow them. As such he changed paths frequently yet rode ever north. Reaching to his pack he pulled a slender wooden instrument and began to play a soft deep tune. As he did so the air grew thick and a heavy fog began to coil around them blanketing the lands in a dense blanket of grey making it difficult for anyone to see ore than a few feet as well as obscuring any eyes from above. Even he had been suprised when they encountered Abigail's uncle upon he road though he did not fully trust the man he reaffirmed his commitment to her safety while the offer of just riding to his lands was tempting Malius knew hunters and assassins would expect this and tail him there. Even though he had not ruledout that as a part of the plan for now his first goal was to disappear .The cloak he had granted Abigail enshrouded her light in darkness as they moved from road to small hunter's trail passing into the dead woods and all but vanishing as he led her this way and that.

They continued to ride for a few short hours before making their way to the nearby port city there they hitched the horses as he grabbed their packs and led the young girl through the darkened city. Here he had made purchase for travel on not one but thirteen different ships each sailing to a different destination and time. Escorting the girl he kept her close as he led her up the ramp of one of the most small and humble looking ships before giving order to the Captain as they made to set sail. Meanwhile Malius had trusted associates each wearing disguise to appear as him and Abigail they were seen boarding several different elaborate ships and setting sail. Making pursuit nigh impossible for even the best, most ardent tracker. The ship sailed south as the coastal city disappeared from view but it was but another ploy.

A large ship drew alongside the small merchant ship billowing with the dark blood red sails of the Waiko Pirates. Guiding his charge on board the two of them mad their way to the Captains cabin. The vast ship would sail north along the twilight strewn sea and carry them to massive flotilla of the Waiko Pirates a vast ever moving fleet of ships as well as their floating fortresses that raided the seas eternally commanded by a man that was Malius uncle even now they moved ever further from the grasp of the Puppet Master and his precious dolls.

After meeting with her Uncle, Strife Nighthade, Abigail decided to follow Malius' idea and board a ship. She held hard onto her celestial energy. Not even revealing her wings to Malius, unsure it he knew she was a nephilim. Not many people did. It was the only reason her father kept her all these years, she figured. When she came back, she was older and her powers were more developed and stronger. After him taking it from her too many times, she wanted to fight back, though things were getting too dark and she knew, with the absence of her mother, Her father wasn't doing well. She swallowed the idea of her uncle killing him, but knowing somethings have to happen to have the grace and peace that she always hoped for.

Malius and Abigail were on a journey to try and find, Cleo. Her mother and her father's one and only Hellhound. Listening to Strife, no knowing what would make her father stop this unnecessary madness. Either that or her father's death, which she was bound to try and fight against. Abigail also knew she needed to get out of the kingdom before Alucar killed her. Abigail was frightened by her father and knew, he wouldn't stop all this until her mother returned. She wasn't too sure of where she was going. Planning on sending a message to Hecate once they were to safety, she had to start somewhere to figure out where her mother was.

As they boarded the small ship, she held tightly onto Malius' hand, unsure of exactly if she had confidence everything would go well, but she was full of faith and grace, smiling politely at the other men as the boarded the  ship. Abigail was frightened by the looks of the pirates, she would stay close to Malius, knowing at least her father and uncle trusted him, she had no choice.