Whatever the case may be, Thessalia knew that she couldn't let Xavier hold this information over her head. She needed to take control of the situation, to find a way to use this knowledge to her advantage.
But as she looked into his cold, calculating eyes, she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. She knew that he was a master of manipulation and deception, and that he wouldn't hesitate to use any means necessary to get what he wanted. She would have to be careful, to stay one step ahead of him at all times.
Her heart raced as she stood before Xavier, her captor and tormentor. She knew she needed to remain composed, to keep her wits about her if she was going to find a way to escape. But he seemed to delight in taunting her, revealing more information about her past and the true natur
