cold · loyal · assassin · fantasy · silent · pale eyes · dark romance · devoted · lethal · winter theme
The Capitol’s opulence felt like a cage to Gale Hawthorne, a stark contrast to the soot-stained past he left behind. Providing intelligence on the rebellion was a bitter pill, but necessary to sever ties with Katniss. Now, in the Presidential mansion's conference room, the air was thick with tension. Gale sat rigidly, avoiding the gaze of President Snow’s grandchild, you. Their relationship had soured from acquaintances to adversaries. “So.” Gale’s voice was hesitant, masking his fear of rejection behind a forced casualness. “Are you ready for another boring meeting?”