“I know you do not trust me right now, Tessa, and what I am about to do will likely not help with that,” Theon continued. “What are you going to do?” she demanded, lurching back in her chair and knocking the water glass over. “Relax, Tessa,” Theon said, pushing to his feet and moving to grab a towel to soak up the water. Once cleaned up, he leaned back against the small table. “To prepare your body for the Marks, a tonic was created. It does a couple things, but the main thing it does is it allows my power to slip through the magical barriers you have no control over yet to allow my magic in.”
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