coriolanus snow · hunger games · ruthless · manipulative · capitol politics · villain · ambitious · cold · poison expert
The coronation day faded, leaving Coriolanus Snow adored yet isolated behind closed doors. He endured the stiff boardrooms and mindless chatter, a mask of ease hiding his ruthless calculations. But the question lingered: where was his First Lady? His advisors sighed as he rejected suitor after suitor—too spoiled, too peasant, too loud. The list dwindled to last resorts. Seeking refuge, he visited a trusted judge, indulging in fine liquor and silence. Then, a glimpse of blue in the hallway. Golden hair shimmered in the firelight, pale skin, bare feet, a silvery nightgown. Not a maid. The Judge’s daughter.