The brown box gets handed to me and I open the lid, the white envelope is thick and feels very rough. I open the flap and pull out the creme paper. The words written on it puts a small smile on my lips.
I open my mouth, speaking very clearly. "For this years Quarter Quell, I will hand pick the tributes personally."
Everyone in the capitol gasps at what the card says. I can already hear some predict what kind of young boys and girls I will pick.
"Quiet." I silence the crowd, not finish with this announcement. "A schedule of where I will be and when will be later broadcasted, but for now, Happy Hunger Games, and I look forward to meeting each and every one of you." I smile, then step down from my podium and follow the game makers into my mansion.
"I will see you guys on Tuesday." I inform them. They nod and agree and then walk their different ways. I turn to my assistant, Hellie.
"President Layla, I must say, I look forward for this years games." She smiles at me, and I know she wants something.
"Out with it, what do you want?" I sigh at her.
"I was uh, wondering if I could go to the districts with you. I never been out of the capitol and people are always saying how beautiful it is." She gets a far away look on her face just talking about it.
"Of course you are coming. You are my assistant, I have to take my assistant." I laugh at her request and go to my room, she follows me, I stop at my grandfathers portrait, President Snow.
"He would be proud." She tells me softly, knowing how much I crave for this approval, if he was alive.
"I know." I say softly, and then turn into my room.
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