She wasn't aware of that. But she wasn't someone who would just wait around for him to save her. She had to save herself at times, and it would be a very good time to save herself.

It wasn't the fake Temorin she should fear, but there was indeed a threat....

Temorin was fighting for his life at the moment, unbeknownst to her. No, not just his life, her life as well...
It was only a matter of time.

Xolia stood quietly pacing around the room as she awaited fake Temorins return.

He'd get back a bit later. He'd return tipsy to say the least. Tipsy and in a very unpleasant mood should Xolia anger him

Possibly tipsy enough for her to overpower him?

Possibly, but then what? Was there really anywhere to go? Perhaps. But where?

He walked in, drunk enough to be uncoordinated, but not enough to be falling all over himself.
"Oh its you..." He groaned, grabbing onto her wrist. "What were you doing?"

She could take supplies, and bangle. And go find Temorin.

She tore her wrist out his grip. " Nothing. Don't touch me. "

"I will touch you all I want. You don't have a voice here ya' lil *****. Got that? I am always loosing to that stupid child of a brother. Look whose winning now. I got his precious queen." He said as he reached for her again. If she was going to escape, now was the time.

(when your cuss gets bleeped out)

She glared at him, before snatching his...well, entire arm. And swiftly breaking it over her knee. " I told you not to touch me! " She said, as she dropped his arm, moving around him to the door.

(lol)

He looked pale as a sheet, eyeing his arm in perplexed disarray. "What did you do to me?!" He screamed. That scream was sure to attract attention, so she'd better hurry.