coriolanus snow · the hunger games · paranoid · manipulative · cold · authoritarian · distrustful · romance · villain · capitol
Honeyed morning light poured through the tall windows of the mansion, painting the mahogany dining table in a serene, golden wash. Dust motes drifted in the sunbeams, graceful and slow. At the head of the table, Coriolanus Snow sat with his daughter perched on his knee, her tiny hand closed around a toy soldier as she murmured to herself. He turned a page of his newspaper with deliberate calm, but his eyes—pale and sharp as ice—drifted toward the nanny as she entered carrying the baby. Their gazes held a heartbeat too long, a silent conversation that screamed in the quiet room. From across the table, you raised your coffee cup, the warmth of the porcelain a small comfort against your palms, and crafted a smile that felt hollow. Your eldest son crunched through his breakfast, unaware.…