Our Journey (the Fourth Book in the Her Weakness series)

Chapter 76

Lexa's POV

Clarke and I double check that we have everything in our room before we actually go with Raven and Octavia to eat breakfast. I smirk when I look at the knife embedded in the wall. I reach into the pocket of the backpack Clarke got for me and pull out charcoal.

I write my name on the blade in cursive writing, which is something Clarke has been teaching me. Personally, I find it useless even though she tries to say that some people like it and find it faster to write using that style. I just think it looks loopy. Though I admit, I do like the way it looks when I sign my name.

Clarke turns to see why I am not next to her anymore and laughs when she sees my name on the blade that's sticking out of the wall.

Clarke kisses my cheek and takes my hand. "You're cute, Lexa."

"What's the holdup now?" Raven asks, looking back at us. She and Octavia walk back and see the knife. She grins, "Oh, that's hilarious. Nice." She high fives me, getting dark charcoal all over her hand. She sighs and wrinkles her nose at the gray substance on her hands. "Ugh. Really?"

Clarke and I laugh. I hitch the backpack higher in my back, adjusting the straps so they are not digging into my shoulders. We follow Raven and Octavia to the main cafeteria where most people eat their meals. Once we enter through the bland white sliding doors, I am surprised to see that there are... Quite a few people here. Usually people eat breakfast at different times, depending on when they have to get to work.

We walk to the line of people waiting to get their breakfast from the cafeteria workers. Clarke always says that this line reminds her of "Old Earth high school," whatever that means. She has tried to explain it, but I still do not understand why she finds it so funny. She likes the bored-looking "lunch ladies," though I do not understand why they are called that since they serve breakfast and dinner too. She finds the dead expressions we see on people, especially at breakfast, hilarious. Raven and Octavia think it is funny too, so perhaps it is a Skaikru thing.

The four of us eat breakfast together and I give Clarke a confused look when everyone stands up when we do. By everyone, I mean every single person that is in this room that can physically stand up is standing. They start clapping and I could not be more baffled by a group of people's activities.

"We just wanted to be here to say congratulations to you both," someone says. They step forward as the clapping dies down to let them speak. They smile at us. "You both have done so much for our clan and we can't thank you enough. We're not just surviving, we're thriving because of your efforts." Clarke and I exchange a soft glance, remembering our own short exchange about surviving. "We could not happier knowing that you two are happy together and are getting married. We just want to wish you good luck with your new life."

The clapping starts again, this time with Raven and Octavia joining in. I feel my traitorous cheeks flush as I smile. Clarke and I thank them before Raven and Octavia usher us out, reminding us we have to get going.

We head out the main entrance and exit, where we see another large group of people gathered. Octavia and Raven wink at us and take our things to our wagon, which is filled with their things as well as ours. It is the one that Lincoln has been pulling, now filled to the brim with the Skai girls' things from here that they want to bring. In other words, Raven wants to bring essentially her entire workroom full of miscellaneous things that anyone other than her would label as junk.

Some of the people gathered are going to join us on our journey, whether to permanently live in Branageda or just to come to the wedding. More people than I expected from Skaikru are coming, though perhaps I should have expected this. Clarke is technically their  leader right now. Though that will be officially passed onto Abby and Kane soon.

The people that are not coming with us come up to us and wish us happiness and health, which is kind but oddly specific for people to keep saying. Once they are done with that, they stand back and watch as Clarke and I get on our horses. Lincoln is still going to have his horse pull the wagon, this time with the assistance of another oversized horse.

We wave goodbye and then begin making our way down the path, with Clarke and I leading. Raven and Octavia are right behind us, discussing little things about their home. They are excited to move in and will be doing so immediately when we get there.

Raven is excited because attached to the house is a workplace for her, where she can smith and do whatever she wants. Octavia is excited because they specifically requested a house near ours and near a training ground that has been built near Clarke and I's house. I do not know specifically what Octavia wants to do, but I think she would make a magnificent trainer. I will have to bring it up to her sometime.

Clarke and I ride in comfortable silence, feeling more relaxed than we have felt in a while because of the stress of the wedding. Or eather, the stress that Clarke's mother is putting on us because of the wedding.

We want it to be perfect, of course, but Abby takes it to a new level. Whereas we know it will be perfect because it is Clarke and me and our wedding, Abby stresses over every detail. For example, I do not care about the color of the flowers that the child will throw. Abby was not exactly happy when I told her this.

Next chapter, they'll either continue to be on the road or get to Branageda! Not sure which one yet! Man, we're getting close to the wedding... It's soon, I promise! And so is Anya's reveal! Thank you all for reading and for your lovely comments! Stay awesome!