Chapter Forty

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"I miss him

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"I miss him."

"Hey. Lincoln would be proud of you."

As soon as we reach Polis our people are ushered away, Clarke immediately scooping Bellamy and I up from the back of the pack

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As soon as we reach Polis our people are ushered away, Clarke immediately scooping Bellamy and I up from the back of the pack. Following Clarke uneasily I don't say a word until we get inside of the empty room she leads us to "Clarke what's happening? Where is everyone?"

"Raven is alright. She's pulling tech with Murphy and Emori from Becca's lab. We'll need it for the inside of the bunker when the radiation hits", Clarke assures me calmly, nodding for Bellamy and I to follow her towards the balcony. I breathe a little easier although not by much judging from Clarke's grave expression. "In other news the terms of the bunker have...altered", Clarke informs us hesitantly.

Furrowing my eyebrows, Bellamy beats me to questioning Clarke "What do you mean by that? I thought Trikru was holding the temple?"

"Roan became a little testy when he found out Arkadia ordered a strike on him", Clarke takes a subtle dig at us. Although when she takes in our confused expressions, Clarkes murmurs "You guys didn't know?"

"It's news to us", I mention sharing a sour look with Bellamy who doesn't appear to appreciate Kane leaving us out of the loop on that order.

Despite our confusion, Clarke pushes forwards "Azgeda stationed warriors on the temple gates. I tried to have peace talks with both clans but it was no use so I cornered Gaia and pleaded for an ascension."

"They found another nightblood?" Bellamy wonders curiously. If they have it means Roan no longer has a claim to the Commander's throne. This could either be excellent or absolutely terrible in regards to Arkadia. We don't have the best reputation amongst Grounder clans.

"I am", Clarke tells us displaying her wrapped hand "I was going to ascend until Roan brought Abby in and had her essentially debunk my nightblood authenticity."

"I can't say I blame her", I explain to Clarke gesturing to her hand "If that hadn't worked you'd be dead."

"Or a Commander", Clarke disagrees before brushing my comment off "It doesn't matter now. All clans of the coalition have agreed on a way to decide who receives control over the bunker. Who will survive." My heart skipping beats, Clarke informs us "One fighter is put forth to represent their clan. With Polis limits as the arena the thirteen warriors fight to the death."

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