Electra's POV
As Seraphina and I stood in front of the dining hall, I couldn't help but smirk at her slightly irritated expression. She was frowning at me as though I'd just insulted her, but I hadn't—at least not yet.
I gestured toward the large double doors and said, "Go ahead, Sera. You go in first, find your friends, and I'll come in right after you."
Seraphina crossed her arms over her chest, her frown deepening. "Why can't we just walk in together? What's the big deal? We're already here, so we might as well just have dinner together with the other girls, who, in case you're forgetting, are your actual friends."
I let out a light chuckle, shaking my head. She could be so stubborn sometimes. "Sera, you might find this hard to believe, but I don't want to draw any more attention to myself, at least not for a while," I said, keeping my tone light.