The One Who's Fallen

Chapter 50

I wake up in the same position that I fell asleep in, with Lexa resting her head on my shoulder. She's still asleep, which means that for some reason I woke up before her. I look up from the bed to see that our breakfast has been set out. My sight focuses when I use my free arm (the one that's not wrapped around Lexa) to rub my eyes. I squint at the breakfast, noticing that there's steam coming from it.

Lexa shifts against me, stretching out her limbs and yawning. I watch her wake up, loving how she automatically cuddles up to me further. Her eyes open slowly and she blinks a few times as if to clear the tiredness from her eyes.

"Good morning." I murmur, my voice still a bit more raspy than usual with sleep.

"Morning, hodnes (love)." Lexa says before yawning widely, her head still on my shoulder.

My eyes widen. By now, I'm pretty much fluent in Trigedasleng, and I definitely know what that word means. I bet that was a slip up. It doesn't mean she loves me, just that she called me 'love'. Oh man, I can't overthink this now. We have a huge meeting to go to.

"Lexa, breakfast is here." I murmur. She grumbles quietly, pressing her face into my neck. Her breath tickles and I giggle at both the feeling and how Lexa's acting. "Honey, come on. We have to get up." Now I'm calling her cute pet names. I have no regrets, though.

Lexa sighs and sits up, groaning dramatically like it was some great inconvenience to her. I sit up too and stretch before massaging my arm that was underneath her, trying to get some feeling back in it.

I feel her eyes on me and look up, pursing my lips to hold back a chuckle. She's staring intently at my chest. This sleeveless shirt isn't really the greatest at holding in my boobs, so I glance down and sure enough my left boob is completely free on confinement. I clear my throat, making Lexa's eyes snap back up and she blushes. I just smirk and rearrange my shirt so I'm covered.

"Your armor should be where you left it. You can change in the bathroom again." Lexa says, looking at the ground.

I gently tilt her chin upward so she looks me in the eyes. I kiss her, grab my armor and head to the bathroom. I change quickly and head back out, practically drooling over the thought of breakfast. Then my mouth drops open because float me, Lexa's still changing into her armor. She has her pants on and her bindings (like a bra, but it looks painful because it's cloth being wrapped around the chest to keep the person's boobs in place) but not her chest piece.

Float me, her abs are beautiful. Her curves, her toned arms... She is way more drool worthy than breakfast. Lexa glances up and blushes when she sees me staring at her, but doesn't make any indication she wants me to look away or leave. I walk over to her as she begins to pull on her chest piece. I help her get it on and then strap her shoulder guard to her.

Lexa kisses me swiftly before taking one of the plates full of food. It reassures me that she's okay with me seeing what I did. We eat in silence, the worry about the meeting seeping in to both of us.

I take Lexa's hand as we head to the throne room. The meeting starts soon, but Titus wanted Lexa to come early. He purposefully left out inviting me, but Lexa's bringing me along anyway.

"Heda."

Titus bows his head to her as soon as he sees Lexa, completely ignoring my presence. The only sign that he noticed that I'm here is his scowl. He looks down and sees us still holding hands and his scowl deepens.

"Titus. What did you want to talk to me about?"

"Your new advisor hardly seems trustworthy enough to be at this meeting." He crosses his arms but refuses to look at me. I run my thumb across the back of Lexa's hand, trying to keep her from getting too angry. "She is hardly of age and she is an advisor to the Heda herself? Not to mention that she is attending one of the most selective meetings with all of the clan leaders. She could turn on you in an instant."

"EM PLENI (enough)!" Lexa yells, taking a deep breath to calm herself. "Watch yourself, Titus. You have been Fleimkepa to many Hedas but that does not give you the right to question me. I trust Clarke. I can listen to your far fetched theories about who might want to kill me. I can listen to you tell me lies like love is weakness. I can listen to you complain about the Natblidas and how in your day they showed more respect, no matter that it is false. But if you harm Clarke in any way or continue to voice your doubt of her I will kick you off of this building." Lexa practically growls.

Titus glares at me like this is all my fault. "Yes, Heda."

"Now go and make sure the clan leaders are all ready for this meeting." Lexa orders.

"But that is a task you ask of servants!" Titus protests.

"That is a task I just assigned to you. Now go."

Titus scurries out, grumbling under his breath.

"You didn't tell him that Luna and Anya are probably naked." I observe. "And possibly having sex again."

Lexa smirks at the closed door. "Perhaps seeing that will help him learn his lesson." We laugh at that and I fall for her a little more with how she lights up when she laughs. "The throne up there is mine, and the ones along the opposite wall are for the clan leaders. There is not a chair for you yet. I will contact the woodcarver tomorrow and tell him to make one. But for now, you will stand on my right. Which right now is the left side."

"Heda." Titus is back already? Dang, he's fast. "The leaders are all on their way."

"Mochof (thank you). Keep the door open."

Fun fact... What I described Clarke sleeping in is what I sleep in. It has the word kiss on it (like the band) and I'm pretty sure I flashed my conservative aunt on accident once. Luckily, I was wearing a sweater over it so I don't think she noticed. Also, holy crap! We're on chapter 50 already. Thanks for sticking with this story! Next chapter is the meeting. We get to meet Nia. Thank you all for reading and your wonderful comments! Stay awesome!