The 100-Season 3

Arrival

Clarke can only stare as giant gates come into view, sparkling and shining in the sunlight. Lexa smirks at her expression. "We're not all barbarians you know" she says casually.
"You don't say!" Clarke breathes as she cranes her neck to look at the massive entrance. "I am here to deliver Clarke of the Sky People!" Lexa calls out. The gates slowly but steadily glide open to reveal a group of warriors standing defensively in front of a giant stone building. "At ease. I simply wish to talk to Taaran and offer something to him" Lexa says as she walks forwards with confidence, pulling Clarke along with her. Clarke flushes as every eye falls on her. She is practically dragged into the magnificent building. Lexa ushers her into a small, cold room with a mirror and a black pencil resting on a table. She positions Clarke in front of the mirror and starts to untangle her hair, combing it out with her fingers.
"What the hell?!" Clarke asks as she jerks away. Lexa looks at her and Clarke can see the fear in her eyes. "I can get someone to hold you down!" Lexa threatens.
"Why are you so afraid of them?" Clarke asks, ignoring her previous comment. "Last time I brought someone that displeased Taaran, he tortured and killed ten of my people" Lexa says. Clarke shudders.
"But-" Lexa interrupts her.
"Just sit in the damn chair Clarke!" she hisses, raising her voice. This time Clarke obeys, reluctantly sitting down. Lexa's fingers go back to her hair and she starts to arrange it in a braid, her hands working deftly. Clarke picks up the pencil and frowns. "What is this?" she asks Lexa, holding it up.
"What I'm moving on to next" she replies simply, plucking it out of Clarke's hand. She stands in front of her and moves the pencil closer to Clarke's face. She shrinks back. Lexa sighs. "It's an eye liner" she says. "Taaran found it when he founded this place, said he was saving it for someone. Think of it as... a gift."
Clarke groans inwardly but allows Lexa apply the liner to her eyes. When Clarke opens her eyes and looks in the mirror, she can't help a gasp escape from her lips. Her golden hair is pulled back into many intricate braids, joining to become one twisting down her back. Her eyes are framed in black, making the blueness look more piercing and bright. She looks at Lexa who seems to have lost her indifference for a moment. She beams and claps her hands. "Yep, you're the one" Lexa says. She opens the door and Clarke steps out, her feet tapping on the stone floor. Lexa pushes her forwards, gesturing to two large oak doors draped with red curtains. "You're ready" Lexa tells her. Clarke takes a deep breath and walks to the doors. She rests her hand on the handle for a moment, closing her eyes.
'Sorry Bellamy' she thinks sadly. Then the moment passes and she straightens up, opens her eyes and pushes the doors open.
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Hope you all enjoyed that, I liked writing Lexa like that, it was interesting...
JustDrum xoxo