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Hello readers, if you have stuck with me throughout this book I must congratulate you. Thank you for reading this, it really means a lot to me. Onward my fellow Hunger Games fans!
Prim POV
Once Cinna had me sitting down he showed me the suit I was supposed to wear. The material was coal black, intricately woven to formulate the designs of smoke rising from the bottom of the pants up towards my chest. After I have put on the beautiful outfit Cinna stood back and had me spin around. He frowned and then told me to sit in a chair as the styling team came rushing in. Soon my hair had been unpinned and re-braided in elaborate patterns and shapes. A slightly heavy cape had been placed upon my shoulders. "Cinna, what is this cape for?" He just smiled and walked out of the room. Slightly worried I followed him to the chariots.
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