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Chapter 2

2 years later:

Darcy took a deep breath and slowly let it out "I can do this!" She felt familiar hands on her shoulders. "You're going to be fine Darcy. You have been around horses and watched your father all your life. Today is going to be no different."

Darcy turned around to look at her mother. "I know that, but I'm still so nervous." Her mother gently kissed the top of her head. "and thats a good thing. It will make you focus on the task ahead and here." Darcy watched as her mother pull off the necklace, that she always wore, around her neck and placed it around her daughters neck. It was a family heirloom; a small round medallion with the etching of a skillfully drawn horse in the middle. "Mother but!" Darcy's mother kissed the top of her head. "Shh, I want you to wear it. This Celtic horse will protect you on your testing today. Besides I was going to pass it on to you anyways."

Darcy hugged her mother tightly. "Thank you so much mama." Darcy's mother held her tightly then pulled her away to glace at her daughter once more. In the trainees standard uniform, which consist of blue pants, dark brown riding boots, and green button up shirt, she had to hold back her tears. "Now go on. Your father is waiting for you at the stables."

Darcy smiled then ran out of the house shouting her goodbye. As the 68th tributes began to appear, Darcy was finishing up the last harness on the last chariot. "are we done Trinket?" Darcy stood up straight and looked at the Elder Horse Masters and Mistresses. "yes, all 24 Arabians are fitted and ready to go."

The group of past Horse Masters and Mistresses smiled, but it was her father who spoke. "Good, now go to your station and wait for the signal." Darcy nodded and walked over to the small platform that stood by the huge gates that let out the Tributes with their chariots. When she reached the top of the platform Darcy let out a sigh of relief. "So our future Horse Mistress has passed the test."

Darcy smiled down at the familiar voice of Finnick. "Not yet, I have to direct the horses on their course, then unharness them and return them to their stall. Only then will I be done with the test." Finnick smirked "So the hard part is over then?" Darcy let out a unladylike snort. "If you call the next part easy then sure."

Finnick reached out and squeezed her foot in comfort. "Well whatever happens on your test today you do look ravishing in your outfit." Darcy's cheeks turned a light pink while she laughed. "You are going to get me in trouble Odair."

Finnick gave a playful scoff "Me? Never! You must be thinking of another Victor." Darcy rolled her eyes "I'm sure Mags would love to hear that."

Over the past two years the strange acquaintance between the Capitalist teen and the Victor darling grew into a solid friendship. In the recent months Darcy had seen Finnick back in the Capitol more than a few times. It did make her wonder why he came so frequently, but every time they would hang out at the stables Darcy could see the tired and hollow look that seem to dig deeper on Finnicks face. So Darcy would make the effort to talk about lighter things; like her training.

After mentioning the other District 4 Victor Darcy curiously looked around and spotted the older woman comforting the two tributes with her. "How is Mags doing?" Finnick frowned and spoke quietly. "She's starting to slow down and is using her cane more, but other than that she's perfectly well."

Darcy nodded and waved when Mags looked in their direction. "She's looking for you. Will you tell her I said hello?" Finnick smiled once more "I will, meet up later at the stables?"

Darcy instantly bit the inside of her lip, which alerted Finnick that something was up. "Oh no, you're going to the party."

Darcy glanced down at Finnick before keeping her eyes on the calm horses. "I have to. After finishing this my family and I have to appear due to finishing my training." Finnick let out deep breath, but smiled up at her. "Then, i'll see you there. I'm in such high demand these days that I don't think I can sneak off anyways."

Darcy looked at her friend worriedly. "What is wrong Finnick? You seem tired and pensive lately and I'm worried about you." Finnick shook his head "Please don't worry for me Darcy, i'll be alright."

Just then Mags came over and was motioning her fellow Victor back to their tributes. "Well its time to go. Good luck Darcy, even though you don't need it." Darcy smiled and quickly flicked a bronze lock of hair. "Thanks Finnick, I'm sure i'll see you later and..." She hesitated as Darcy looked over at his tributes. "And tell your tributes that I give them luck." Finnick softly smiled "Thanks Darcy I will."

Mags, who had been waiting patiently, walked over to the platform and patted Darcy's leg before following Finnick back to their scared tributes. Darcy let out a nervous breath, something was going on with Finnick and she didn't know how to help and didn't even know where to start. And before Darcy could think deeper on the matter the first horn for the Chariots blew.

Darcy rolled back her shoulders and raised her chin ~I'll think more on it later, right now I have to focus on the horses.~ and with a gentle movement of her hands District 1 chariot was on its way out of the gates.

Later that night at President Snows party. Darcy had changed into a formal dress that her mother picked out. A black lace, caped sleeve dress that reached the end of her knees and the only flare was the dark make-up around her eyes. As her father was walking her up to the Presidents house Darcy squeezed her fathers arm. "Papa, I don't know if I can do this."

Darcy's father patted her arm to settle her nerves. "Everything will be fine. The only hard part is getting praise from President Snow. After that everything will ride out smoothly." Darcy couldn't help but laugh. "I'm glad you're here with me Papa." Her father smiled "I wouldn't let anyone take that honor but me."

As the Trinkets entered the house they were instantly surrounded by their fellow Capitalist and Darcy already felt overwhelmed. "Oh congratulations Fezick! Your daughter did splendid!" "My, my she has grown! She looks more like her mother everyday!" "Congrats Darcy, You're going to be a wonderful Horse Mistress! Your father must be so proud!"

"Yes, you have done wonderfully tonight Ms. Trinket." Darcy felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand as President Snow appeared.

Darcy and her father turned to the ruler of Panem. "President Snow, thank you for inviting us." Darcy's father stood sligtly in front of her to shake The President hand, in which he returned it with a cold smile. "It is no trouble Fezick your daughter has done well and will do well as our next Mistress of Horses."

The people around them applauded before Snow waved for them to stop. "And to honor such a special occasion and, being of age, I offer our most popular Victor, Finnick Odair, to be Darcy's escort tonight."

Darcy watched her fathers hand shake and she knew that he was upset. "What a generous offer President Snow, but my daughter isn't quiet ready for an escort just yet."

When Snow laughed Darcy felt goosebumps appear all over her body. She knew then that you don't tell the President of Panem no. "I insist, think of it as a return gift from one so long ago."

Fezick Trinkets face went pale and he shaken placed his hand on his daughters back. "Then I can't refuse such a gift." He then turned and gave Darcy a kiss on her forehead. "Your mother and I will see you back at home." Then glanced at Finnick who just arrived. "Take good care of my daughter Mr. Odair."

Finnick gave his most charming smile as he tucked Darcy's hand in the crook of his arm. "You can bet my life on it Mr. Trinket." The people around them laughed thinking that he was joking, but Darcy had a feeling that he wasn't.

Before Finnick could whisk Darcy away President Snow called out to her. "Oh, and Ms. Trinket, I do expect great things from you." Out of nervousness and edict Darcy nodded her head "Thank you President Snow, have a good evening." Finally she was pulled into the safety of a crowd and away from the cold like eyes of President Snow.

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