Fixing Clexa's story to give them an ending they deserved (an *ending, not the journey they deserved). They are clearly endgame but it turned into a bit more of an adult-themed journey to get there so just a warning it takes a slightly dark turn ar...
*As mentioned in the story description yes I start off basically describing the scene as-is in the show, it was just easiest to jump in that way so just bear with me on this first chapter it's my least favorite but I swear the story after this is better --if you want just jump to the ***** for where the story really starts deviating.
<<My chapter photos were not showing for some reason so I will be putting them in the body of each chapter instead. >>
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The clans are restless in the throne room after learning of another Skaikru attack on a defenseless village. They demand vengeance from their commander, and when she refused, instead calling for a blockade of Arkadia, a few men lunged at her, small blades flashing from their belts before Titus and her guards intercede and swiftly put them down in bloody fashion.
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Clarke enters Lexa's room to find her sitting on the floor against her bed, legs crossed, eyes closed. "Someone tried to kill you today, how are you this calm?" Lexa takes a few more deep breaths before opening her eyes, "you're angry about the kill order..."
"Yes...." Says Clarke.
Lexa looks softly up at Clarke to meet her eyes, seeing the same frustration and helplessness that she herself is struggling to swallow, "How else would you have me enforce a blockade?"
Clarke shakes her head, looking around at Lexa's room, dozens of candles gently flicker, their shadows dancing along the walls. Her eyes settle on the sofa where she watched Lexa fall asleep just the other day, as she watched over her, sketchbook on her lap, memorizing every curve of the commander as her fingers moved charcoal over paper. Things finally felt like they were falling into place. How could so much have changed in a matter of days?
"So when do we leave?" She asked.
Lexa stands up, meets Clarke's eyes and cannot bring herself to answer right away. She bites her lips together and holds her hands behind her back hoping Clarke won't notice them shaking.
"We may be drawing a line, but who's to say you can't choose to stay on this side of it?" her voice waivers trying to get the words out.... Not wanting to sound desperate but hoping Clarke can sense how much she wants her to stay.
"I know someone who might..." Clarke says with a quick smirk as a voice is getting louder down the hall. Lexa smiles and meets the blue eyes, before both nervously look down like schoolchildren who know they are about to get detention.
The muffled voice getting louder is Titus as he storms down the hall towards the room, yelling in Trig at the guards outside the door, "I told you she was NOT to be disturbed!!" His orders had been meant for this exact reason - knowing only Clarke could affect Lexa going through with the blockade.
