If the Capitol Returned (A Hunger Games Spin off)

Chapter 12- Chamber for a Queen

 An enormous room flooded my eyes. All of the walls were painted a bright blue with a glossy white tile floor. There was a glass dining table with cushioned chairs all the colors of the rainbow and it was accelerated up high. To get on it was similar to getting on an elevator. There was a glorious sitting room with a silver leather couch and dozens of pillows with a ginormous television. There was also a large kitchen with all sorts of herbs and spices. It reminded me of the one in our old home in Victor's Village. My bedroom was identical to the one on the train but instead of purple and silver, it was blue and silver. Everything was just beautiful. An avox with light grey hair and bangs gestured towards the kitchen and nodded.

"That means supper is ready," London explained. I nodded in understanding. Parie lowered the dining area so we could eat. We all sat down on the brightly colored chairs. Avoxes brought out something that smelled heavenly. I was unfamiliar with what it was though. It was pumpkin soup. It was a thick soup that tasted like the fresh pumpkin bread Peeta used to make us when I was a child.

"Rosemary, it's better if you savor it," my mother whispered to me. I nodded but I couldn't help myself. The last time I had been given enough to eat was back before my parents were captured. I tried to slow down but my hunger gave in and I devoured the entire bowl of soup.

"So Devlin and Rosemary," Haymitch began to say. He looked genuinely concerned. We looked up from our soup. Devlin was eating just as I was. We were both starving.

"Yes," asked Devlin.

"Well, tomorrow is training. I don't want either of you doing your best skill to impress the others. Try to learn things you do not know," Haymitch explained.

"That's right. Do the best you can!" Peeta encouraged. We nodded in agreement.

"Do either of you have any special skills?" Haymitch asked.

"We taught all our children to hunt once they began to toddle. We thought my excel at it since of my strength," replied Katniss.

"We worked on it every day out in the woods. We know how to shoot, throw knives, and basic survival skills," I told Haymitch.

"I also have some experience with spears," said Devlin.

"I'm impressed. But are you any good?" asked Haymitch in a doubtful voice. He slurped his soup obnoxiously.

"Devlin is amazing! I have never seen him miss the target!" I blurted out.

"So is Rosemary. I remember the first time we took her. My mother put her arms around her and she hit the target on her first try and I haven't seen her miss since," Devlin said. I gave him half a smile and I got one in return.

"I'll believe it when I see it," Haymitch grumbled and slurped up the last few sips of his soup.

"They are not lying," Katniss said seriously. Haymitch nodded.

"Whatever you say, sweetheart," Haymitch said to my mother with a sly smile. My mother flashed half a smile back at him. Avoxes then brought out the next course. It was some sort of pheasant with thick lemon sauce along with some thin noodles. It was the best thing I had ever tasted. The chewiness of the bird with the tang of the sauce made the most incredible taste in the entire world.

"Oh," I couldn't but let out.

"Pretty great huh?" asked London. I nodded and devoured the entire thing. After the rich meal, I began to feel a little bit green.

"Alright Devlin and Rosie, you better head off to bed. You will not want to be tired for tomorrow!" Peeta said. We nodded and headed off to our chambers. I dressed in a satin nightshirt and some fuzzy pants made specifically for slumber. I laid in the ginormous bed. What was going to happen to me? How would I die? If Devlin dies, would I just lose it and commit suicide? After many hours of thinking this way, I fell into a deep sleep.