she's the one i want | clexa {au}

| 6, save me |

for the first time in a long time, i slept well. i had such a wonderful time last night, it really affected my sleep. i felt happy, it was amazing. even the thought of my father's lectures did not make me less happy.

i sang my favorite song as i dressed and got ready for the day. when i got out my room, there was a written note on the front step:

meet me in the woods at midnight!
i want to see you.
love,
lexa

i couldn't help but smile. i hoped today goes by fast, i wanted to see her again. i went outside and happily bed the people well. today was a great day. even finn trying to apologize didn't ruin my mood. i just shooed him off and resumed my walk. i visited my friends' stations and talked to them. thankfully none of them asked about lexa.

my father pulled me aside in the middle of my walk. i knew i was going to get lectured.

"clarke, we need to talk about last night." his voice was strong, angry.

"why?" my voice was shaky.

"you did not dance with finn? why?"

"i don't fancy him, honsestly," i shrugged.

"it doesn't matter. you don't love anyone so i found you a good man! not- a woman."

my jaw clenched, "i don't fancy her, she's just a good friend." i had to lie.

he shook his head. "you made our royal family look bad , dancing with a girl like that. women and men dance, not men and men, not women and women."

"why is that wrong?! i don't understand!"

he shook his head, "i'm ashamed." he walked away.

i sighed and continued my walk. hopefully one day, if i marry a woman, he would understand. i hope he does.

//

staying up until midnight wasn't that hard. my excitement overruled the time and darkness of the night. i crept outside the castle and went into the woods. i expected to see lexa there, but she wasn't. i walked around a little bit more.

"lexa?"

everything went by so fast.

a blanket was thrown over my head, covering my mouth and nose. i tried to breathe, to fight it, but i couldn't win. the person was too strong for me to kick them under their feet. fighting for air was difficult, i could not  breathe. i could feel the world fading around me, and everything was still.

//

i had woken up. my head pounded and my neck was sore. i looked around me and i was in a prison. there was a rotten, chewed up mattress. and that was it.

"oh no."

this couldn't be real right? this was just a dream. i pinched myself. once, twice. i was still living in this nightmare. who captured me, why? where was i, anyway?

lexa must have been nearby when i was captured right? maybe she would come and save me, she's brave, and strong enough too.

someone opened the door that was past the bars of my cell. it was a man with long hair, armor, and a face tattoo.

"the queen would like to see you, clarke griffin of the skaikru."

i didn't say anything, what was there to say?

he went outside and someone else walked in.

she was wearing a coat with a small layer of armor. her hair was braided back, running down her back. she had weapons on her waist and around her shoulder. the boots she wore were made out of pure animal fur, the finest of it. around her green eyes was black war paint.

she smiled at me as i gaped at her.

"hello, clarke."