The Queen
Meticulously groomed and wearing an elaborate yellow dress, Katniss, the true victor of the seventy-fourth Hunger Games, looks like royalty.
She gives Snow a steely stare, which he returns.
She glares at her own reflection in his eyes, angry at the monstrosity he has made of her.
When he places the crown on her head, she does not look like a sixteen year-old girl, like a princess.
She looks like a queen.
The sight breaks my heart.
Because even though the queen has her powers, she still has one fatal flaw.
The queen is still a piece in a game.
