Elysium: Desired by the Cold-hearted Princess [GL]-Chapter 58: Not a Coincidence

Third-person Pov

Roxana and Seraphina arrived at Electra's room, and without hesitation, Roxana knocked on the door with three quick knocks, still keeping her expression as stern as ever.

The sound of Electra's voice came from inside as she said, "Come in," and Roxana turned back to Seraphina, her expression darkening.

"Go inside," she ordered, her tone leaving no room for negotiation.

Seraphina hesitated for a brief moment, but before she could even consider turning away, Roxana leaned in closer. "And don't even think about pulling that stupid stunt you pulled the other day in class, kid. If you so much as look at Electra the wrong way, much less raise those filthy hands to hit her, then you can forget about staying alive in Elysium because I'll personally strangle you to death myself."

The threat took Seraphina by surprise, and her heart immediately sank. The seriousness in Roxana's voice left no doubt that she meant every word, and besides being scared, Seraphina couldn't help but wonder why these girls were so fiercely loyal to Electra.

Was it because Electra was the princess, or was there some other reason? Whatever it was, Seraphina didn't dare ask. Roxana threw her one last glare before turning and walking away, and Seraphina could only watch her leave, not daring to say a word.

Seraphina stood in front of the door, her hand trembling as it hovered over the handle.

Taking a shaky breath, she glanced down the corridor again, thinking for a brief moment if she should just run away. She could slip away, try to find out about Yuna's safety, and pretend she never ran into Roxana or got here, but deep down, she knew that wasn't an option. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Electra wasn't someone she could avoid. If Electra wanted to find her, she would—and Seraphina didn't want to think about what would happen if she defied her. Besides, she needed to know what Electra wanted from her now. Maybe this would finally give her a clue about what would happen to Yuna.

Summoning what little courage she had, Seraphina placed her trembling hand on the door handle and pushed it open.

As soon as Seraphina entered the room, she felt her stomach churn with unease. Electra sat casually on the sofa, her legs crossed as she scrolled through her phone.

The glow from the screen illuminated her face, making the sly smile she wore even more unsettling. Seraphina hesitated at the door, clutching her nightwear tightly as her nerves twisted her insides.

When she fully stepped into the room, Electra's eyes flicked up from her phone. Her smile widened, and she placed the phone down with ease before standing up. Seraphina's throat tightened as Electra walked toward her, her every step exuding confidence and control as usual.

"How are you feeling now?" she asked smoothly, her tone friendly but carrying a hint of mockery. Her eyes darted down to Seraphina's bandaged wrist, and her tone turned falsely sweet. "How's the damage? Did they say how bad it was?"

Seraphina clenched her jaw, forcing herself to stay calm. "It'll take a few weeks to heal," she replied, shrugging stiffly. "I can't do anything heavy with my wrists for now."

Her tone was polite, but only because she knew better than to let her frustration slip. "Why did you call for me?" she asked, steering the conversation to the point.

Electra's lips curled into a smug smile. She shrugged nonchalantly. "I simply wanted to check on you," she said, her words dripping with insincerity. "After all, I imagine you must be quite distraught after what happened earlier. Yuna, your darling friend, nearly snapped your wrists in half."

Seraphina's stomach churned at Electra's tone but did her best to suppress her anger. "It wasn't entirely her fault," she muttered, keeping her voice even.

Electra tilted her head, feigning curiosity. "Oh, isn't it? From where I stood, it looked like Yuna was ready to turn you into her next meal." Her smile widened, and her voice grew more mocking. "If it hadn't been for me, you'd probably be in the hospital right now, fighting for your life after a nice little snake scratch."

Seraphina felt her teeth grind as she fought to keep her composure. "If you hadn't been there with an antidote," she said slowly, "things might've been much worse for me."

She paused, her gaze narrowing slightly. "But that's the thing, isn't it? You just happened to have a snake venom antidote with you at 3 in the morning. Convenient timing, don't you think, Electra?"

Electra's smile faltered for just a split second before returning, sharper than before. "I'm always prepared, Seraphina," she said lightly. "You never know when trouble might strike."

Seraphina's eyes narrowed further. "It's not just that," she continued, refusing to let her suspicions die. "I've been thinking... The way Yuna lost control earlier, how uncharacteristic it was... And how you just happened to be there when it happened."

She crossed her arms, tilting her head. "It almost feels like you were expecting it. Like you knew something would happen. Like maybe you even had something to do with it."

Electra's expression froze, her smile now razor-thin. For a moment, the room was silent, and Seraphina's heart pounded in her chest, but she held her ground.

Electra let out a soft, dry laugh. "You've been thinking, have you?" she said, her voice dripping with condescension. She took a step closer, closing the space between them, and Seraphina instinctively stepped back until her back hit the door. "And what exactly do you think, Seraphina? That I orchestrated the whole thing? That I made your precious Yuna lose control?"

Seraphina stared up at her, refusing to be intimidated even as her pulse raced. "I just think it's strange, Electra," she said carefully. "Strange how you always seem to be at the center of everything, and strange how things keep happening that conveniently work in your favor. After all, you hate Yuna, so it wouldn't surprise me if you did that to her on purpose."

Electra burst into a loud laugh. She laughed so hard that Seraphina couldn't help but wonder what was so amusing. Her hand flew to her mouth as she continued laughing, her shoulders shaking as if she had just heard the world's funniest joke.

Seraphina's fists tightened at her sides, her patience already wearing thin. "What's so funny?" she demanded.

She hated the way Electra had a way of making her feel both infuriated and unsure of herself all at once.

Finally, Electra composed herself, wiping an imaginary tear from the corner of her eye. She tilted her head, her trademark smirk curling on her lips. "You," she said simply, snapping her fingers dramatically in the air as if emphasizing her point. "It's a good thing you know me so well, Seraphina."

Seraphina blinked, thrown off by the statement. Her confusion softened her anger for just a moment, and she found herself asking, "Are you admitting it?" Her voice wavered slightly, but she pushed on, narrowing her eyes at Electra. "Are you really admitting that you're responsible for what happened to Yuna?"

Electra raised a brow, her smirk widening. "Isn't it already obvious?" she asked with a shrug, her tone casual.

Electra leaned in slightly. "And everything that happened to her tonight, all of it... It's on you, Seraphina. It's all your fault."