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...
(If you want a refresher on Lexa and Ontari's last face to face...2nd half of Ch. 35- "You Can't Un-see It" -)
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Lexa is surrounded by guards as soon as she steps out of the tower to make her way to the square where the crowd awaits, growing restless as they look upon a stage with a single post waiting for a body to be tied to it.
The crowd parts ahead of her as her guard escort leads her towards the stage where Clarke, Octavia, and Indra wait near the bottom of the stairs. Indra and Octavia are in full armor, Octavia with her warpaint markings freshly drawn. Clarke has drawn on her Wanheda markings, and either Raven or Octavia managed to weave in several small braids despite the shorter length.
The blonde stands firmly beside the two warriors by the stairs, with every bit of defiance and spunk as when she first entered Lexa's war tent so many months ago. As the commander gets close she hears rustling and grunting - sounds of a struggle - coming from under the stage in the holding room where the prisoner is waiting. Lexa's senses - already heightened - search Clarke's face for any signs of distress but the blonde appears unphased.
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She steps up into Clarke's person space, while maintaining her formal erect posture. No words are said. They don't need to be. Lexa dips her chin the slightest bit in a nod, a gesture to assure the blonde she can do this. We are in this together. The commander doesn't break eye contact when Clarke feels the warm touch of Lexa's fingers lightly reach for hers, briefly grazing her thumb over the blonde's knuckles, subtle and shielded by her body from anyone noticing. She signals to Indra with another nod, who then leads Clarke and Octavia up onto the stage where a handful of others, including Luna, Aden, and Roan, are already waiting.
Lexa steps towards the sounds of struggle underneath the stage, her muscles flexing and tensing beneath her armor.
"Ban op yumi" Lexa orders to her guards with a wave of her hand. (Leave us)
The commander enters the tiny space under the stage where Ontari is thrashing against her restraints. It's dark but the unmistakable silhouette of the the commander is clear in the brief flood of light before the cloth drapes back over the opening, leaving the two in the darkness together.
