Electra's POV
The moment I saw Seraphina's text about Iris, I couldn't help but let out a sharp laugh.
I knew this was coming—I had expected it, but what surprised me was how fast it had happened. Did they plan Iris's transfer long before I met her at General Aurelian's house? Or did they rush the process after realizing I had seen her there?
Either way, I wasn't annoyed.
If anything, I was excited.
For days now, my mind had been occupied with a never-ending cycle of problems: my mother, Hunter, the council, and of course, the whole slowly dying situation. There had been nothing but stress and paranoia looming over me and weighing down my every thought.
But Iris?
She was different.
She was a new piece in the game, and if I played my cards right, she could be the perfect distraction.
I was still grinning to myself when Penelope's voice cut through my thoughts.
"You look creepy as hell right now, Electra. What's with the evil smile?"
