Caelon didn't hate many things like he hated this kingdom. Actually, he didn't hate most things. He loved food, and he loved that people were sometime kind enough to give him small pieces of bread or a small job for money. People often found him in the alleyways at night (if he's not stealing, of course) and the street asking for money by day. There were few people in this kingdom that were kind, so he vowed at a much younger age to leave this kingdom some way or another. That meant he asked for money constantly, took any odd jobs he could, and stole when the opportunity arose.
It wasn't the brightest of ideas to steal in daylight, and of course that was exactly what he did. But he saw a pair of set of pure silver dining ware, and thought that it was his chance to get out of here. To make a life for himself somewhere else. Anywhere else but here.
The next thing he knows a couple of knights catch him but surprise and joke around with him, calling him an idiot and pushing him around. He never got caught before, but he's been called an idiot countless times before this. People were not very giving in the kingdom, after all. He only realized where he was going when they rounded the final corner of the town square. He definitely knew this was the end for him.