Elysium: Desired by the Cold-hearted Princess [GL]
Chapter 83 83: Helped by the Devil

Third-person Pov

Seraphina was still standing in the hallway outside Principal Astor's office, shifting nervously from foot to foot. Her heart pounded as she replayed the brief conversation she'd had with Electra just moments ago.

Against her better judgment, she'd confided in Electra about her situation and how she desperately needed to be at Elmeria Airport within two hours to catch her flight to Aldoria.

She had also explained that it wasn't just about her lack of knowledge of how to get there that was holding her back, but that it was also about the principal refusing to let her leave, and that she had been crying because she felt trapped in another impossible situation.

To her surprise, Electra had listened silently, her expression unreadable, and after a pause, she'd told Seraphina to wait outside and assured her that she'd handle Astor. Despite the knots twisting in her stomach, Seraphina found herself clinging to that hope.

The minutes went on endlessly, and her thoughts spiraled into worst-case scenarios, but then, the door opened, and Electra walked out of the office with her usual air of confidence. Seraphina straightened immediately, her eyes scanning Electra's face for any sign of the outcome.

"Do you have your bags packed already?" Electra asked, her tone casual.

Seraphina nodded quickly, her voice faltering. "Yes, I packed everything. I just...I just needed help leaving, but I'm ready to go."

Electra gave a curt nod, her lips curling into a faint, almost smug smile. "Good. Get your bag and meet me at the main building entrance in five minutes."

Before Seraphina could respond, Electra turned and walked away, leaving no room for further discussion. It took a moment for Seraphina to register what had just happened, but once she did, her legs sprang into motion, and she bolted from the main building, her heart pounding as she did.

When she burst into her dorm room, panting heavily, she nearly collided with Jolene and Ashleigh. The two girls, who had been chatting near the dresser, turned to her with synchronized expressions of disdain.

Their eyes raked over her disheveled appearance, their disgust evident.

"Ugh, do you have to storm in like that?" Jolene sneered, crossing her arms as if Seraphina's presence physically offended her.

Ashleigh chimed in with a snide remark. "Careful, Jolene. We wouldn't want her crying to Electra again and having Electra almost kill one of us."

Their words didn't sit well with her, but Seraphina barely had the time or energy to care. Ignoring them completely, she darted to her bed and grabbed the small bag she had packed.

She threw a quick glance around the room to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything important, but Jolene and Ashleigh's muttered words made it impossible to focus.

"How pathetic," Ashleigh whispered loudly, her voice dripping with venom.

Seraphina swallowed the lump in her throat and bolted out of the room without sparing them another glance. She couldn't afford to be late, especially not when Electra had given her a direct order to be at the entrance in five minutes.

Bythe time she reached the entrance, she was breathless and clutching the bag handle so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She glanced around nervously, her eyes scanning the courtyard for any sign of Electra.

The faint crunch of gravel behind her made her turn around, and there she was—Electra, standing tall and composed as though she hadn't a care in the world.

"You're on time," Electra noted, her tone neutral but her expression tinged with approval. "Impressive."

Seraphina didn't know how to respond, so she nodded mutely, her heart still racing from her mad dash.

Electra stepped closer, gesturing toward a sleek black car that had pulled up to the entrance. Seraphina's stomach churned with unease as she realized this wasn't some ordinary cab like she had expected.

"Get in," Electra said simply, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Seraphina hesitated, her gaze darting between Electra and the car. "Wh-who's driving?" she stammered, her voice barely audible.

Electra raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed by the question. "One of my drivers. Unless you'd rather walk to the airport?"

The sarcasm in her voice made Seraphina's cheeks flush with embarrassment, and without another word, she hurried to the car and climbed into the back seat.

She adjusted herself on the seat, her hands tightly clutching her bag as she turned her attention to Electra, who stood casually outside the car.

"Thank you," She said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. It wasn't easy for her to say it, especially not to Electra, but she knew it had to be done. "I mean it. Thank you for helping me."

Electra tilted her head slightly, her smirk deepening. Her sharp blue eyes glinted with something unreadable, making Seraphina uneasy. "You're welcome, Seraphina," Electra drawled, her tone laced with amusement. "But let's get one thing straight—you owe me now."

Seraphina's brow furrowed slightly as she glanced away. Of course, there was a catch. There was always a catch with Electra. "I understand," she murmured reluctantly, avoiding her gaze. "I'll repay you."

"Oh, don't worry," Electra said, stepping closer to the open car door. Her voice dropped slightly, taking on a tone that sent a shiver down Seraphina's spine. "I'll make sure you do. When you're back, I'll collect."

Seraphina's stomach tightened. She hated the way Electra's words lingered like a warning, but what other choice did she have? Her father's condition left her no room to negotiate or push back, so instead, she nodded quickly, hoping to end the conversation.

Electra's smirk softened into something resembling a genuine expression, even though Seraphina couldn't quite believe it. "Have a safe flight," she said, her voice unusually kind. "And for what it's worth, I hope your father's okay."

The unexpected sincerity caught Seraphina off guard, and for a moment, she thought she saw a flicker of genuine concern in Electra's eyes. She hesitated, unsure of how to respond, but she nodded again, whispering a quiet, "Thank you."

Electra straightened up, stepping back to allow her to close the door, and Seraphina turned her gaze forward. As the car started to move, she glanced back through the rear window, watching as Electra stood still, her hands folded across her chest, and the smirk gone from her face, and it was strange—almost unsettling—to see her look so...human.

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