Electra's Pov
One moment, I had been resting peacefully in bed, and the next, I was standing in the middle of the grand tournament arena, and the sound of roaring cheers pounded in my ears.
At first, I thought they were cheering for me—it was only natural, after all. I was Electra Vale, the heir to the throne, the kingdom's finest archer, and the star of every tournament.
But as my vision cleared, I realized with mounting horror that their cheers weren't for me. No, the crowd's applause and chants were for someone else.
I stood frozen, unable to process what was happening. The stands, packed with people cheering and waving banners, weren't directed at me—their princess, their champion.
I turned my head slowly, my breath hitching in disbelief as I saw her.
Seraphina.
