xliv. act forty-four

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Commander Lexa
Looked different.
More grown
Up
Than the
Last time
I'd seen her.
I wasn't sure
If she'd
Remember me.
I'd been
Very young
When she'd
Been called
To lead.
I was surprised,
When she greeted
Me
By name.
"Good choice."
She said to Grover.
"Lance must be
A good Second."
She smiled
At me.
I felt
Pride
Well inside me.
Then Nanndy cleared
Her throat.
"Excuse me, Heda,
I'm Second."
She corrected,
Raising her
Eyebrows.
The Commander
Blinked,
Then nodded.
"My mistake.
Your name?"
She asked.
I looked over
Lexa's
Shoulder,
Only to see Clarke
And Lincoln.
He looked tired.
Clarke's
Eyes
Widened
When she saw me.
"May I be
Excused,
Heda?"
I asked,
Earning a
What-are-you-doing?
Look
From Grover.
Lexa nodded,
And I walked to where
Clarke was.
"Lance,
Where have you
Been?"
She asked,
Surprised.
"Finn's been
Worried sick
About you.
We can't get him
To calm down."
Clarke rambled,
But I
Stopped her.
"Commander Lexa
Will have Skaikru's
Blood."
I spat,
Cutting her off.
"Lance,
You need to reconsider this.
Finn was
Looking for me.
It's not
His fault."
She pleaded,
And I scoffed.
"So if I go
Marching
Into Skaikru camp
And kill all
Of your youth
And elders,
Looking for someone,
I'm automatically
Pardoned?"
I asked,
Shaking my head.
"I'd suggest
You leave."
I finished.
"Finally
Someone's
Getting it."
I heard Indra
Mutter,
As I turned to
Walk back.
I'd never
Formally
Met Indra,
But I'd seen
Her a few times
With Anya.
She was
A war chief.
I shot Indra
A respectful nod.
"Where's Lexa?"
I asked Grover,
As soon as I
Returned.
"Speaking with
Clarke kom Skaikru."
He responded,
Nodding to
The Commander's tent.
I saw Lexa enter,
Clarke following
Shortly.
I couldn't hear
What they were saying,
Although
It was dead silent.
"I'm going to
Go talk to Lincoln."
I lied,
As an excuse to
Go closer
And listen
To what they
Were saying.
I could only
Make out a
Few words.
But my blood
Ran cold,
When I heard the last
Part of
Their conversation.
"... But on
One condition."
Lexa was saying.
"Name it."
Clarke answered.
"Deliver
Me the one
You call 'Finn.'
The alliance
Begins
With his
Death."

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