"Shh." He told her. "The servants said that he'll be taken care of. We just need to focus on getting out before something else finds us." He walked with a slight limp and tried his best to show much pain in his face. Although his apparent attention was else where, focused on escaping, he mentally would feel for Havanneh's weight and any movement to check if she was conscious or not. Making his way back through the entertainment room he found the hallway they had come down and started down the opposite way from whence they came originally. If he had built this castle there would be an escape door down here just in case something got out of hand and a quick exit was needed. At first his suspicion seemed wrong then he remembered that the door to get down here had been hidden, and so he started to push against the walls and on his forth try it gave away to another long hallway.
"Alright, now we're getting somewhere." He said more to himself than to Havanneh. The hallway was dark, but his demon eyes could see well enough, and eventually he saw the outline of a door that led to the outside. The sun was slipping through the cracks in the old wood. When he reached it he found it shut and locked, but with freedom so close he could taste it he stepped back and shifted his weight onto one leg and with the other kicked the wood hard enough to knock the door off it's hinges. On the outside it was completely covered in vines and a thicket. A perfect hiding spot, and concealment for their escape.
As he stepped out he could hear voices come from the main house in panic as the search for him continued and the discovery was made of Havanneh's disappearance and Griffus's death by a more faithful servant. "Well that didn't take long." Pressing forward he carried Havanneh for several hundred yards before collapsing onto his knees and gently setting her on the ground. "I need to stop. Your wounds will heal so you'll be fine, but mine..." He felt his chest where the stake had stabbed through and could feel blood soaking his shirt. The rune he had used didn't close the wound under the skin completely due to the nature of the spell that the stake had been laced with, and now with his strain it had reopened on the surface as well. His leg also he was pretty sure was busted up pretty bad and started to hurt more now that he had stopped. "Nah, I'll be ok." He said quietly.