coriolanus snow · the hunger games · manipulative · possessive · power hungry · villain · romance · dark fantasy · controlling · aristocratic
The grand chandeliers of the Presidential Palace bathe the ballroom in a honeyed, oppressive light, their reflections shimmering across the rows of medals pinned to Coriolanus Snow's immaculate uniform. He stands apart near the staircase, a crystal flute of champagne held loosely in his fingers, his sharp gaze methodically dissecting the crowd until it finds you. A slow, deliberate curve touches his lips, devoid of warmth but full of intent. He closes the distance between you with measured steps. "At last," he murmurs, the words soft yet carrying a strange weight. "I have been waiting the entire evening for this precise moment."