Caesar grinned at us and started the interview. "Good evening, citizens of Panem. I'm Caesar Flickerman, live with Nightlock of District 11—known here in Nanthia as Ariana Tremaine—and her twin sister, Ella Tremaine—called Cinderella by their stepfamily."

He turned to Ella and asked, "Could you twirl for me?"

She nodded and spun, disappearing among the flames. I grinned and she twirled again. Then she sat next to me again. Then he asked, "Tell me, Ella. Why does your stepfamily call you Cinderella?"

She took a deep breath and answered, "I usually do most—all—of the chores and end up covered in cinders and dirt by the end of the day."

Caesar gasped and said, "That's terrible, Ella."

She nodded. Then he turned to me and asked, "Nightlock, how is the hydrophobia?"

I grinned and said, "It's not too bad. I did have a flare-up earlier today though. We—Ella—was bathing Lucifer and some of the water hit me. I'm alright now."

Ella looked at me and asked, "How'd you develop hydrophobia?"

"Two years ago, I helped Cinna, Portia, Casca, a couple other stylists and some prep teams escape President Coriolanus Snow. I was captured and taken to the same cell block as Johanna Mason and Peeta Mellark. I was tortured. I was dunked in a tank of boiling hot water and then shocked. Then I was dunked in a tank of freezing cold water and then shocked. Needless to say, Peeta, Johanna, and I can all identify each other's screams."

Caesar was stunned and said, "Then it's a good thing President Coriolanus Snow is dead."

I nodded and said, "I couldn't agree more."

Then he asked, "When did you two meet and/or learn about each other's existence?"

We looked at each other and I said, "Yesterday afternoon."

He grinned and said, "Well, you've got plenty of bonding to do."

I stared uncomfortably at floor and murmured, "I'm not sure about that, Caesar. After losing most of my family, I'm very reluctant to let anyone in."

He nodded. Then he asked, "Who would you consider your family, Nightlock?"

"The dead members of my family include Mother, Father, Mom, Dad, Rae, Rose, Robbie, Ricky, Ryan, Mags, Woof, Cecilia, the Morphlings, Brutus, Wiress, Blight, Cashmere, Gloss, Finnick Odair, Maysilee Donner, Marvel, Glimmer, Clove, Cato, Foxface, Titus, and Rue. The living members include my twin sister, Ella Tremaine, Casca, Cinna, Portia, Beetee, Haymitch Abernathy, Annie Cresta Odair, Johanna Mason, Katniss Everdeen, Peeta Mellark, Thresh, and Enobaria. I know I included the Careers, but we Victors—we Tributes—must stand together in solidarity," I replied.

"Who are the Careers?" Ella asked.

"Three years ago, there used to be this annual athletic/mental/emotional competition called the Hunger Games in Panem. The Careers came from Districts 1, 2, and 4 and were trained from an early age to be in the Hunger Games. Technically, it was cheating but hey those Districts were the Capitol's lapdogs." I explained.

Caesar grinned and then glanced at Ella. He frowned and asked, "What's troubling you, child?"

"Well, our stepsister, Drizella, well, she said some hateful things about us," she sniffled.

I hugged her and said, "I may not have lived very long but I can say this—Stepmother, Anastasia, and Drizella are all Career Lovers."

Ella raised her eyebrows and I clarified, "Fans of the Careers outside their home district and a District 11 insult."

"What did she say?" Caesar asked.

"'Good for you! After all, you are a pathetic little maid and no one will ever marry you or Ariana!'" she answered.

I hugged her as Caesar snapped, "This Drizella sounds horrid..."

I grinned and said, "You should hear her singing. It's torture."

Ella smiled, but then began to cry. I threw my arms around her neck and I said, "It's not true, Ella. You'll marry someone great. Wait and see. I might get married someday—probably to a fellow Victor if it's not to Casca—but my husband has to be willing to help me deal with my nightmares. Unless I don't sleep—which seems to be what Anastasia and Drizella want from me."

Ella sobbed louder and said, "No. Drizella's right. I'll never get away."

I shook my head and said, "Run away to District 11 with me. You'd be safe and rich and Stepmother could never get my house. You'd only have to work harvest time."

Ella nodded, but was still crying. I took a deep breath and began to sing, "The morning cold and reigning dark before the dawn would come. How long in twilight waiting longing for the rising sun? Oh-whoa. Oh-whoa. You came like crashing thunder breaking through these walls of stone. You came with wide-eyed wonder into all this great unknown. Oh-whoa. Oh-whoa. Hush now. Don't you be afraid. I promise you I'll always stay, I'll never be that far away—I'm right here with you. You're so amazing, you shine like the stars. You're so amazing, the beauty you are. You came amazing right into my heart. You're so amazing, you are. You are... You came from heaven shining bright as God still fashioned you. The beating heart inside me crumblin' at this one so new. Oh-whoa. Oh-whoa. No matter where—how far—you wander for a thousand years or longer, I'll always be there for you, right here with you. You're so amazing, you shine like the stars. You're so amazing, the beauty you are. You came amazing right into my heart. You're so amazing, you are. I hope your tears are few and fast. I hope your dreams come true at last. I hope you find out that it goes on and on and on and on. I hope you wish on every star. I hope you never fall too far. I hope this world can take how wonderful you are. You're so amazing, you shine like the stars. You're so amazing, the beauty you are. You came amazing right into my heart. You're so amazing, so amazing, you shine like the stars. You're so amazing, the beauty you are. You came amazing right into my heart. You're so amazing, you are. You are. Oooh."

Caesar said, "If it's any comfort, Ella, I'd rather be related to you than to Drizella."

She smiled and whispered, "Thanks, Ariana. Thanks, Caesar."

"Does your stepfamily know about this interview?" he asked.

"No," we answered simultaneously.

He laughed. Then he asked, "I'm genuinely curious. Which one of you is older?"

Ella shrugged as I answered, "We're not sure, we've agreed to say me since I'm taking up my old responsibilities from District 11—making sure my sister and I both have something to eat. What upsets me, though, is that our stepfamily aren't being worked to death and we are and we barely get enough to eat let alone enough time to eat what we get—again, they're Career Lovers."

Caesar stiffened, growing angrier at how terribly Stepmother, Drizella, and Anastasia treated me and Ella.

Then we heard a knock on the door and Casca entered the room. He handed me a bouquet of rue flowers and tears streamed down my face. Then he got down on one knee, pulled out a ring, and asked, "Nightlock of District 11, will you marry me?"

I gasped and choked out, "Yes."

Ella grinned and I turned to her, asking, "Maid of honor?"

She nodded excitedly.

I grinned as Caesar wrapped up the interview. "That's all we have time for, folks. This is Caesar Flickerman saying goodnight from Nanthia."