Hi! Sorry to those who have already submitted a tribute/tributes, but updated the form a couple of times – I forgot some things initially; allies, weaknesses and appearance. Would it be alright if you PM'd me with those details? Once again, apologies for the inconvenience!
Hope you enjoy this prologue!
Coriolanus Snow smiled at the newly appointed head gamemaker. She had backed him strongly in the election. It really was a shame that Felix had died young. Only 37… He would have been the next President. He'd have been rather a good one, Coriolanus thought. It was such a shame that he had been allergic to nuts. Coriolanus's cook hadn't known of course. She hadn't known, in fact, that there were nuts in the dish. Naturally, she was executed. President Ravinstill had died a few days afterwards. Believed to have passed of the shock, which was too much for him to handle. He had been very old. No one thought much of it.
"Miss Storm; I am glad to see that you have worked so rapidly on the arena. I must say, it's a very interesting concept."
Leto returned his smile. "Thank you, Mr President."
"I do hope you do well. The games must not be disinteresting in my first year as President; what sort of impression would that leave? I am very aware of your loyalty to the Capitol and to me; I am grateful for your support during the election. Let us hope that you will remain in my favour. Do not let the districts forget their place."
"I thank you, Mr President, and I am sure that you are able to rely on me to produce the show that everyone would like to watch."
"Remember, Leto. The games are not about a show. They are about power, and showing who holds it."
Leto nodded, her smile fading into a serious look. "I will do my utmost to ensure that that will be represented within the arena this year."
"Good. Thank you for your time, Miss Storm. You may go."
Head Gamemaker Leto Storm stood up from her chair across the desk from President Coriolanus Snow's. She curtseyed to him, before exiting the room. She had an arena to work on.