Third-person POV
Back to the present...
Seraphina narrowed her eyes, hating the clear sarcasm that she could hear in Electra's voice.
"Be serious for once, Electra," she scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "What are you really doing here? Who are you in Aldoria?"
Electra was the last person she had expected to show up at her engagement ceremony—the last person she wanted to see, and yet, here she was, standing in front of her, looking as smug as ever, as if she had every right to be here.
Seraphina couldn't decide if this was a coincidence—if Electra was here simply as Elmeria's representative—or if she had come on purpose.
If she had come for her.
Electra opened her mouth to respond, but before she could say anything, a familiar presence appeared beside Seraphina, and suddenly, a strong arm wrapped around her waist.
Darius.
