Third-person POV
Electra walked through the palace gates without another guard daring to step in front of her.
The wide doors had been left open after the earlier chaos, and the security officers who had tried to stop her before now kept their distance. Some of them watched from several feet away, while others stayed near the injured guard on the ground, helping him while throwing uneasy glances toward her. None of them attempted to grab her again, and none of them gave her another warning. The message had been made clear the moment she burned the man's hand.
She stepped inside the palace grounds as if she belonged there. The building stood tall in front of her, the windows reflecting the lights from the courtyard outside. Inside, the main entrance hall was just as large.
