#Chapter 45 – Ultimatum

Lila The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the palace gardens, its golden light shimmering on the surface of the reflecting pool. I had sought solace here, hoping the tranquil ripples would steady the turmoil within me. The events of the past days had left me on edge, and the cool breeze did little to calm my racing thoughts. "Elena," a voice cooed from behind, saccharine yet sharp. I stiffened, the hairs on my neck rising. Turning slowly, I faced Vanessa. Her emerald eyes gleamed with a predatory glint, lips curved into a smile that didn't reach them. She was the picture of poised elegance, but I knew better than to trust appearances. "Vanessa," I greeted cautiously, masking my unease. She stepped closer, the scent of her sickly sweet perfume trailing her. "You've been quite the enigma since your arrival," she began, her tone lilting with feigned curiosity. "Elena Ashford, the dark horse of the selection. Who would have thought?" I forced a chuckle, though