They won. They played everyone - Panem, the Capitol and the rules. They battled death together and came out as victors.
...And really thought that everything would change. But Lucy Gray, who many years ago believed in Coriolanus's promises and agree...
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The party was still going strong, when Lucy Gray and the kids, taking into account that it was late at night, moved to the east wing, while the president of Panem had to stick around until the very end.
Along with Lucy Gray, a couple of wasted to death guests were also brought to their rooms - was the exact reason why Coriolanus despised alcohol at parties, party etiquette convinced the new President to have it, although he himself only touched the very tip of his drink: "Alcohol melts your brain," he once said and Lucy Gray wholeheartedly agreed on this statement, although she felt as if her brain is about to melt without any drinks added into it.
As of right now, she was stuck in the nursery for almost 20 minutes trying to change the clothes of the children, who, thinking it was funny, crumpled and wriggled like snakes in her hands. Such erratic movements irritated her, her whole body ached and children were the last thing she wanted to do. But she would never allow herself to entrust their priceless lives into the wrong hands.
Aster, in his pajamas half unbuttoned, escaped from her tenacious hands and began to run wild around the room, imitating a helicopter. A couple of seconds later, before the woman had time to realise it, Philomel wanted to join her brother and began to wiggle her plump legs that resembled pink sausages.
"That's it, that's it... Well, that's enough, dear," Lucy Gray tries to hold onto her kids, mentally cursing her own fatigue and being afraid to say even a bit of offensive words out loud.
"We're tired, mom! It's not fair that we had to stand for so long - our legs ached!" The children whined together - they were clearly outright offended that they had to spend so much time standing, almost without any playing or doing kids' activities.
Well, Capitol was never too kid-friendly and Coryo always was disgusted by the very fact of it, promising himself to fix such a stupid, useless mentality.
With one movement, the First Lady of Panem stopped her son spinning wildly around her and lowered Philomel down, continuing to hold her by the fluffy hem of her nightgown, trying not to unravel the beautiful ribbon that she had tied into a bow.
"Stop it, both of you. This especially concerns you, young man - at such moments, Aster reminded her too much of herself, she simply could not be angry with this charming fidget.
"Mom, mom, when will dad come? I want a fairy tale!" her favorite little snowflake began to tug at Lucy Gray's dress, laughing and softly demanding to see her favorite parent as quickly as possible.
Philomel's pretty logical question was followed only by silence. Lucy Gray lowered her head and didn't say a word, she just buttoned Aster's pajamas and tucked him and his sister in their beds, which were standing next to each other in the same room.
