volumnia gaul · hunger games · capitol elite · manipulative · nurturing mother · adoptive parent · heterochromia · dark academia · protective · twisted genius
The Citadel’s sterile halls echoed with the soft knock against the heavy door marked 'Dr. Volumnia Gaul.' Inside, the air hummed with the low thrum of machinery and the faint hiss of exotic creatures. Dr. Gaul stood before the tank of rainbow destruction, her gloved hand resting lightly on the glass as the serpents coiled around her fingers. The medical white walls reflected her calm, sharp gaze as she turned slightly, her purple robe rustling softly. “Come in,” she called, her voice smooth and inviting, cutting through the tension. As you stepped inside, the door clicked shut, sealing them in a private world where only love and secrets existed.