wisteria / baq (fin)

♔ wisteria ♔

I am the paragon of elegance, darling.

It's baths of liquid gold and opulent gowns made of pure silk, its eye-shadow made from diamonds and glossy cherry-red lipstick. There's no one in Panem, no, the universe more grand than I. Even my name, Wisteria, has clout embroidered within its letters. There's no denying it, honey, I simply am better than anything you could ever hope to achieve.

I think it's adorable that they act like they have a chance to usurp my throne. Anyways, I glued my crown to my wig because it's staying right where it belongs. I won't let anyone get their foul hands on my legacy, power is my birthright. People have tried to, though, besmirched and dragged my name through the mud to get a few seconds of fame. But like the empress I am, I shut those false libels down faster than my emerald cheetah.

Stop struggling underneath my heels, babe, it'll go so much quicker when you let me rule.