The Ivory Daughter - Finnick x OC
"The poet, the king, and the soldier. Well," she sighed, "the soldier is dead, and the king's crown is killing her. All I can do is keep singing. But what can the poet do in the face of war?" "There's only one thing to do," Finnick said, "Win." [][][][][][][][] She had her hand on the bow. She could've killed him. Cou...