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She tensed up, a feeling she couldn't explain made every hair on her body stand out. Someone is inside the tent. Instinctively Lexa reached for the knife in her belt; pulling out the shiny weapon with controlled movements before taking a deep breath and pulling aside the fabric. The dim light from the moon and blazing fires broke the pitch darkness inside.
"I know you're there," she took a step inside the tent but keeping the fabric to the side; knowing that closing it would be a death sentence whilst her eyes had yet to adapt to the darkness inside, the one in there would be able to see her clearly, "Show yourself."
It was quiet for a second before a confident voice spoke, "You can put down the blade, Lord Commander, I'm not here to hurt you."
Lexa immediately turned to the direction of the voice and squinted her eyes; now being able to see the contours of a person casually leaned back onto her bed.
"Then why are you here?" Her grip around the knife tightened; now being a few steps into the tent but still not approaching you.
The dim light was reflected in your eyes; making her unable to look away as yours didn't. She could make out a faint smirk marking your face as you suddenly stood up; making her fight the reflex to take a step back, and instead seeing you lean forward in a small bow and eyes filled with amusement.
"Commander Nores is in great need of your alliance; to ensure it was still on he wanted so send a gift of sort to show his appreciation. I'm the gift."
Yes, of course, Lexa thought as her appreciating look scanned your body, It must be her, no one else would have been able to even get in here.
"Then you must be (Y/N)," she chuckles, "Your reputation proceeds you. Welcome to my command."
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Fanfiction[Y/N] (your name) x Lexa Bellamy Clarke Octavia Monty Jasper Murphy (I can add whoever you want me to) (I take requests) Info i need: Your name: Age: Character you want: Describe what you want to happen: ________________ Tell me if you want me to sh...
