𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘, 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑, 𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐘 || 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖

𝐈𝐈

From intricate necklaces that mirrored the constellations to rings that captured the essence of a thousand sunsets, each piece spoke to the legacy of craftsmanship and luxury the Aveline family cultivated.

The Avelines were not mere beneficiaries of fortune; they were architects of the Capitol's inception.

As founding members, their influence reached beyond the glittering walls of their mansion, permeating the very essence of Panem's political and economic core.

In the midst of this opulence, Seraphina Aveline, the sole heir to this empire, sat in her room in poised elegance.

Her emerald eyes, mirrors to the affluence that surrounded her, reflected both innocence and calculated resolve.

Her raven hair, styled with meticulous precision, framed a countenance that bore the weight of expectations and ambitions intertwined.

The Capitol's Sweetheart, now and forevermore carried the weight of this storied legacy— the jewel in the crown of the wealthiest family in Panem.

As the sun bid its final adieu, the Aveline Mansion became a living tableau— a stage where wealth, innovation, and secrets converged.

Here, within the gilded halls of luxury, the Aveline family crafted their narrative— a story that echoed through the corridors of power in the Capitol, where every whispered rumor was eclipsed by the resounding legacy of the Aveline name.

The Aveline fortune, amassed through generations of innovation and business prowess, was not merely a collection of wealth but a living testament to the power dynamics that shaped Panem.

From the gilded halls of their mansion to the corridors of political influence, the Avelines' wealth transcended currency; it was a legacy, an indelible mark on the very soul of the Capitol— a testament to the trinity of their success: jewelry, technology, and the profound impact of being architects of the Capitol's grandeur.

The eve of the tenth Reaping Ceremony draped the Aveline Mansion in an air of anticipation and hushed excitement.

The sprawling estate, adorned in the twilight glow, echoed with the distant hum of preparations for the Capitol's grand event.

Within the confines of her sanctuary, Seraphina Aveline, the Capitol's Sweetheart, sought solace amid the encroaching buzz.

Seraphina's sanctuary within the vast expanse of the Aveline Mansion was nothing short of a visual symphony— a harmonious blend of elegance and luxury that bespoke the Capitol's grandeur.

The moment one crossed the threshold, a world enveloped in pastel hues and adorned with meticulous details unfolded.

Her room, expansive in its dimensions, sprawled like a haven within the mansion's heart.

The walls, painted in a soft and comforting cream white, provided the canvas upon which the delicate dance of colors would unfold.

Every inch of the room seemed to echo Seraphina's grace and sophistication.

Pastel pink, the color of delicate blooms, graced the room in various forms.

From the plush bedspread that cascaded with a cascade of bows to the throw pillows that adorned the chaise lounge, the room seemed to breathe in shades of serenity and femininity.

The bows, meticulously placed like art installations, were not mere decorations; they were an homage to a timeless elegance that Seraphina effortlessly embodied.

Gold, a hint of royalty interwoven into the very fabric of her space, gilded the room with subtle opulence.

Whether in the intricate patterns of the framed mirrors or the golden accents on the vanity, the metallic sheen added a touch of regality to an already enchanting ambiance.