There was nothing Xavier could do in this situation. His captors having him chained in the cold, empty cell. His ice blue eyes pierce into the souls of the two.

“As your king, I demand you to release me! He will not let this pass.” A frown forms on Xavier’s face when the two captors just laugh at his words.

“Your lover? What is he gonna do? He’s not even here!” One of them hunch over in laughter as the other is amused.

What they don’t notice, however, is you standing right behind them.