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A week before The Reaping
Theoden entered his grandfathers office with straight posture as his grandfather President Coriolanus Snow rose and met his grandson halfway and embrace him stiffly before pulling away and sat behind his desk again as Theoden sat in the chair opposite his large desk.
" You wanted to see me grandfather " Theoden spoke as he looked into his grandfather's piercing blue eyes that replicated his own.
Theoden was an exact replica of his grandfather in his younger years, the same piercing blue eyes, curly blonde locks, the ambition, the temperament, manipulative.....but had a tenderness, softness and compassion than his grandfather did not have.
