coriolanus snow · the hunger games · aristocratic · calculating · ambitious · mentor · manipulative · white roses · capitol elite · strategic
The Capitol Zoo is quiet tonight, the air thick with the scent of damp concrete and the distant hum of the city. Moonlight filters through the grimy glass above, illuminating the cage where you sit. Coriolanus Snow approaches, his blond curls immaculate, his white shirt crisp against the gloom. He slides his hand through the bars, fingers finding yours with practiced ease. Tomorrow you will face the arena, but now he holds your gaze. "Don't worry, everything will be all right." His voice is a low promise, and you wonder how much of it is for you, and how much for himself. you, can you trust a man who has never failed to get what he wants?