Madge Undersee Hunger Games の小説・ストーリー

Sophie greets the big cat with a warm smile and compliments her choice in friends. We move to the head table in the kitchen where an Omega serves us all a plate of food. Maddie looks at the plate with big eyes, and I wonder if she ever had so much food in one serving. Look her over I would say no. She probably had to eat what was in nature at the time, and probably not eat much in winter. My inner anger rises again because of all the injustice.

"Holy moon goddess, what's wrong, Madison?" I froze as Madison swayed on her feet. Before I could reach her, her knees buckled. “Madison!” I gasped, rushing forward with Talon right behind me. We caught her just in time as she collapsed to the ground. Her eyes fluttered close, the once beautiful Queen Bee was not the same. Crouching beside her, my hands trembling as I brushed back her tangled hair. That’s when I noticed it. Her stomach, soft and rounded, hidden beneath the tattered rags she'd worn.

"Introduce me to the Empress. “ Maddie leaned in. “And If she comes to like me, I'll start working right away.” “Mrs. Bustlier-” “EH, Maddie, please.” “Maddie, that's a bit-” “But if she doesn’t like me-” Maddie moved to undo the top of her blouse. She pushed the collar aside to bear her neck. Underneath the skin, Funda could see her pulse. It moved in a steady beat. The human wasn’t even afraid. Was she that confident in her skills? Or was she touched in the head? Either way, Funda’s fangs sharpened at the sight. Maddie saw it and smiled.

Cassie muttered under her breath sarcastically. "Were you talking back to me?" Maggie asked, glaring at Casaie which made Cassie lower her head. Cassie was sure that if looks could kill she'll be 100ft below the earth surface. Maybe even buried. "No Ma'am. I wouldn't dare!" Cassie added timidly.

"It’s all gone." As Madison stared at the man she had chosen as her escape, her childhood flashed before her eyes in a violent strobe light. She saw the gold bow on the floor; she felt the kick of Lady Katherine; she smelled the bleach on her mother’s hands. She realised that the bridge she had built to the promised land was collapsing into the abyss of poverty.

I feel sick because I’m hungry but the nausea will be far worse if I rush to catch up on the day that I’ve missed. ‘Will you be going to breakfast?’ Maggie enquired as she crossed the room, ‘I’ll fetch you something fresh to wear - then we can start working on arranging your luggage if you’re up to it?’ ‘I think so, yes,’ I agree. Should I prepare myself to face Thade again, or simply accept it as inevitable? My heart does a small flutter in my chest and find myself following after Maggie. She steps into an adjoining study where thankfully, even without my glasses there’s only a small amount of magic built into the windows.

"Don't move a muscle, Princess. Seriously. One twitch and you’re a colander." The voice buzzed through a hidden comms unit, tinny and smug. Madison stood frozen in the center of the damp alleyway. The brick walls bled moisture, smelling of sour trash and old rain. Red light pinpricked the darkness. Thirty of them. Tiny, unblinking eyes of light crawled over her leather jacket, settling on her throat, her chest, and right between her eyes.

“I hope Amber is alright?” “I’m so sorry, Madame,” I pulled away from the officials holding me and rushed to my knees, bowing my head before her. “I didn’t mean to faint and leave Maggie’s chair. I… I was just so dizzy from eating nothing but the chocolate bite. I really didn’t mean—” “What?!” Warrior Pete boomed in outrage. “You went to training with no food?!” “No wonder the poor girl is covered in bruises!” The Gamma agreed angrily. By now, Madame Griselda’s face had deepened to scarlet. Her huge frame huffing in anger, she could say nothing in her defense. She was the Luna’s housekeeper, but still a housekeeper. The pack officials outranked her by far.

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he announces. I turn around and find the same maid holding the metal bucket with leftover food. Behind her a man pulls out a steel plate from a tray and the maid scoops out a spoonful of the food from the bucket before plopping it on the plate. She moves closer to Alec’s cell, but I notice how she looks at me for a whole second. It’s long enough to make me hate Magnus more than I already did. “Food,” she mumbles before passing the plate through a narrow crevice above the stone floor.