Elysium: Desired by the Cold-hearted Princess [GL]-Chapter 37: An Instant Cure

Third-person Pov

Electra was sprawled on her bed with a pillow pressed against her face as she tried to push away the sharp throbbing in her head.

She wasn't sure what had triggered this headache, but the dull ache behind her eyes had been worsening all evening. At some point, she thought that maybe it was a consequence of everything that had happened with Yura earlier. But the idea that her body was somehow betraying her by punishing her for her actions only annoyed her more.

A party would have been her usual remedy for a night like this—something loud and chaotic to drown out her own thoughts—but tonight, she simply hadn't felt up to it.

She had already turned down Roxana and Penelope's insistent invitations multiple times, but knowing her friends, she wouldn't put it past them to try their luck one more time. She'd already rehearsed the harsh words she'd throw at them if they dared interrupt her again.

Her plan was to stay in bed, ignore the noise of the world, and hopefully wake up feeling like herself.

A knock at her door pulled her out of her thoughts, and she gritted her teeth, suppressing the urge to yell out.

"Roxana, if that's you—" she started, throwing her legs over the side of the bed and dragging herself toward the door.

Her mind ran through a few choice insults for her persistent friends as she reached for the doorknob, ready to unleash her frustration.

But when she swung the door open, her prepared words froze on her lips because standing there, looking like a deer caught in headlights, was none other than Seraphina.

The sight of Seraphina standing there, looking as though she hadn't expected Electra to actually answer, made Electra's headache vanish instantly.

"Well, hello there," she greeted, a smirk spreading across her face.

The sight of Seraphina at her door stirred something deep inside her—a mix of intrigue and excitement. There was a certain thrill in seeing Seraphina looking so vulnerable, yet bold enough to have knocked in the first place.

Seraphina's face flushed, and she looked down briefly before meeting Electra's gaze, swallowing hard.

"Um...hello," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

She seemed to shift on her feet, her nervousness so obvious that it was almost endearing.

Electra tilted her head, crossing her arms and leaning casually against the doorframe. "Didn't expect to see you here," she said casually, as if Seraphina's sudden appearance at her door was an everyday occurrence. "Is there something you need?"

Seraphina swallowed again, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her shirt. "I...I just..." she stammered, clearly struggling to find the right words.

She seemed to brace herself, her brows knitting together as she finally looked up at Electra with a determined look in her eyes.

Electra raised an eyebrow, amused by Seraphina's internal battle. She could practically see the wheels turning in Seraphina's mind, and the sight intrigued her.

"Come on in," she offered, stepping aside to let Seraphina into the room.

Seraphina hesitated, glancing past Electra into the room. After a moment, she took a tentative step inside, her eyes darting around as if she were afraid of what she might find.

Electra shut the door behind her, leaning against it as she watched Seraphina's every move.

"So," Electra drawled, enjoying the tension. "What brings you to my door at this hour, Seraphina?"

Seraphina shifted, her face growing redder by the second. She took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, as if trying to mentally prepare herself for what she was about to say.

"I... I came here because I need to ask you something," she finally managed, her voice trembling slightly.

Electra's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Ask away," she said, feigning nonchalance, though she was fully invested in whatever Seraphina was about to say.

Seraphina took another deep breath, her gaze darting to the floor before finally meeting Electra's eyes. "Did you...were you responsible for what happened to Yura?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper but loud enough to convey her seriousness.

Electra's expression morphed from shock to amusement in an instant, and she burst into a loud laugh that filled the room. She found herself thoroughly entertained by Seraphina's question; it was, after all, the last thing she'd expected the girl to ask.

The idea that sweet, timid Seraphina had marched into her room to accuse her of being responsible for Yura's near drowning struck her as hilariously audacious. Electra hadn't seen this bold side of Seraphina before, and it piqued her interest even more.

Meanwhile, Seraphina's brow furrowed as she watched Electra laugh, confusion filling her wide eyes.

She'd expected a straightforward answer, maybe even some kind of reaction that could confirm or deny her suspicions, but Electra's laughter threw her off completely. Her heart hammered in her chest as doubts began creeping in.

Had she made a mistake? Perhaps Electra didn't even know what she was talking about, and her question sounded absurd, but then again, something about Electra's laughter felt... calculated, as if she were simply amused by Seraphina's audacity rather than confused by her question.

Pushing herself off the door she had been leaning against, Electra strolled towards Seraphina, her laughter quieting down to an amused chuckle. She made her way to her bed and sank into it, her posture casual and inviting.

She folded one leg over the other, leaning back slightly, and watched Seraphina with a predatory look in her eyes.

Electra's silence was unbearable, leaving Seraphina feeling small and uncertain. Still, she didn't move from where she stood, clutching her hands together tightly, and after a few moments of awkward silence, she finally spoke.

"Are you… are you going to answer my question?" Her voice trembled, but she forced herself to keep looking at Electra, trying not to let the intimidation she felt overpower her resolve.

Electra's response was another quiet chuckle before she patted the space beside her on the bed. "Come sit, Seraphina," she murmured.

Seraphina's eyes widened at the invitation, and she immediately felt herself tense. Her mind drifted back to the last time she had seen anyone on that bed, the memory of Electra and Uria together flashing vividly across her mind.

A faint heat rose to her cheeks, and she quickly shook her head, stammering, "I... I don't need to sit. I'm fine here." Her voice was shaky, and she could only hope Electra hadn't noticed.

Electra raised an eyebrow, and her smile faded slightly, a displeased expression flickering across her face before she quickly masked it. "Oh, but I insist," she replied, the playful tone returning to her voice.

She leaned forward, propping her elbows on her knees, her gaze stern as she watched Seraphina. "I promise, I won't bite... in case that's what you're worried about."

Seraphina let out a small, nervous laugh, her pulse racing. "I... I don't think you bite," she managed to say, though her voice was barely audible.

She wasn't sure if she had convinced herself of that or if it was just a feeble attempt to sound brave in front of Electra.

Electra chuckled again, her amusement evident. "Good to know," she murmured, her gaze never leaving Seraphina. She patted the space beside her once again, her eyes narrowing slightly as she continued, "But if you want answers, Seraphina, you're going to have to sit down. Be a good girl and come take a seat... because only then will you get the response you're looking for." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com