The following day, Alessia rose before the sun had risen above the horizon. She slips out of bed and dresses quietly, taking only a few items in her bag. Her heart aches as she glances around the room; Zagreus left to do his shift at the watch tower, which is on the other side of the fort.
Without saying goodbye to anyone, she slips out of the fort, entering the predawn darkness.
The forest held a mist of fog that hung in the air, and a chill ran down her spine. This was the best option for everyone until Cronus and Milo were no more.
Till then, she will go off on her own. She places a hand on her stomach. She has a time before the baby is born; she can do this. Alessia walks for what seems like hours, her body aching and her mind racing. She keeps replaying the previous night's events in her mind, wondering if she's made the right decision. But deep down, she knows it's the only way to keep her loved ones safe.
