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with all due respect, which is none,

do you hear that? it’s the sound of snow falling.

@unheald​ said: ❝ you didn’t think it would be that easy, did you? ❞ - katniss to snow

oh, there it was. the so-called spark that the entire world seemed so thrilled about. 

a large smile took its place amidst his features, and president snow took every second at his disposal to enjoy the beautiful composition displayed just in front of him: katniss everdeen, victor of the 74th hunger games, dressed in whatever that team of hers had deemed appropriate for the evening, and placed at the other end of his table to share what’s supposed to be the honor of a meal that puts an end to her parade—a recognition of her efforts, a celebration of his mercy.

it could have been arranged that this invitation had been extended to both the victors of the last event, a single ceremony to keep the tradition set by the few that had come before him, yet—he would have to admit, there was something exciting about the widely-expected affair. to know that millions wondered and questioned and imagined what the creatures of their obsessions talked and reflected about behind closed doors. ha! if they could only take one glimpse of that glare she dared aim at him. lovely miss everdeen, singing little girls to sleep. wishing he could drop dead by the next sip of his drink.

❝ i thought we had agreed on that much on our first meeting, yes. though i dare think you’ve gained a relative amount of wisdom on these last days touring the districts, is it not? of the very cost that our every word, silence, and movement can get to have, especially when we are not careful enough. ❞ a vague movement of his hand holding his drink, distaste in his slightly furrowed brows. if they were on the same page, and he hope they were, then the recollection of what happened in district 11 had finally taken a seat on their table, and it was essential to him that she saw the extent of his concern for that matter.

❝ so no, it’s not easy, but we all must do our part for the grand order of things. but—i think, some of that you’ve taken and made your own. was it your idea that of formalizing your relationship with peeta mellark? hm, simply fascinating… ❞ a low laugh escaped him, like a proud father reminiscing over the adventures of his young daughter. of course, that could have been but another move of her team, another brilliant tactic discussed over sleepless nights, but at least for a moment, he liked to believe otherwise. that in the spare of these moments, he had come to know her better than before; much to her dislike and certainly to the great pleasure of him.