She saved his life, that was how it started. She smelled his blood from miles away and came looking, expecting to find a feast. Instead, she looked upon the face of beauty and it stayed her hand. That night, she knew. She could never leave this man. Ever. She was his guardian, his protector, his lover, and in return, he gave her all the love he had to give. They knew they didn't have eternity together and that they were breaking many, many rules, but they didn't care. Katniss would die for him and she knew that he would do the same. He was her mortal love.