Electra's Pov
The silence that followed my declaration in the meeting hall had been satisfying, but I already knew that the elders and my parents weren't going to let me slip away from this without any consequences.
After I successfully managed to find my way back to my room, I allowed myself a small victory in changing out of the suffocating formal attire they'd forced me into and back into my regular clothes.
The moment I slipped into my black jacket and boots, I felt more like myself again, like I had control over my own body at least, even if everything else seemed to be spiraling.
But as soon as I stepped out of my room, I saw them—two guards, dressed in the Queen's colors, waiting just outside my door, and I didn't need to ask who had sent them.
"Your Highness," one of them said, bowing slightly. "The Queen requests your presence."
