Chapter 4

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Lexa

It's been 4 weeks, I've sent out 4 search parties each consisting of 10 guards and warriors and still, I've heard nothing but silence in return. The groups that returned intact, reported nothing of Clarke. God I hope she's alright.

There have been rumors about the defeat of the maunon and Clarke. How she defeated it.. but I'm not sure if it's true or not. No.. Clarke wouldn't resort to that. She's too strong.

They called her Wanheda now, the commander of death.

Im automatically snapped out of my thoughts when I hear a knock on the door.
"Enter!" I snap, wondering if it's another failed search party.

"Heda.. we found something" Indra states as she walks into the door.

" well? What is it? I reply, getting agitated she hasn't already told me who it is.

"Wanheda. She was found around the outskirts of the border between polis and Azgeda. But heda.. I must warn you. Wanheda is not in a good way."
Indra replies, in a worried tone.

"Bring her to me. Now!" I say as I raise my voice with worry and anger. I was worried that Clarke would hate me, as she should. I left her, when she needed me most and counted on me I left. But not only was I worried, I was angry. At myself, for leaving. At the mountain, for causing all of this in the first place. And most of all, at the world. For bringing Clarke all this hurt she's had to go through, she really got this shit end of life didn't she?

I'm taken out my thoughts to the sound of a loud creak of the throne room doors. When those doors open, I get my first glimpse of Indra and 2 guards holding a fragile and week looking blonde headed woman. it's Clarke.

Clarke is skinny, looking like she hadn't eaten in a week or more. Her hair was barely even blonde anymore, it was matted, long and the deep red color
Of blood. Only little streaks of her naturally, beautiful blonde hair shone through. Her head was hanging low as she was dragged into the room. She looked terrible. There were multiple bruises and cuts all over her arms, neck and face. She looked like my warriors after coming back from a serious fight, except worse. Way worse. I'm sure she had more cuts and bruises I wasn't aware of, but I wasn't about to think of that. I was just glad she's alive.

My breath caught in my throat as I manage to choke out the words "Clarke" I say in a soft voice, seriously worried for her health.

Clarke's head slowly elavated and suddenly her eyes were looking up at me. She looked disgusted when she realized it was me.

"Hello Clarke" I say to her, worried she might explode.

I slowly descend down the stairs as I get closer, I realize she has new and fresh wounds.
" your orders were for you to bring her to me unharmed" I say with disgust as I look at Indra.

"She did not come easy, heda" Indra states as she bows her head at mention of my name.

"I'd expect not. your dismissed Indra" I reply to her, looking in her eyes as she and a few guards leave the room. Leaving only 2.

I step towards her with caution and remove the gag from her mouth. She grunts with annoyance as she looks up at me.

" I'm sorry that it had to be this way, clarke" -L
"I had to ensure that Wanheda didn't fall into the hands of the ice queen."-L

After a short pause, Clarke continues to look at me with deep disdain and anger.

I continue

"War is brewing Clarke.. I need you"

She looks me in the eyes, almost as if she's searching for an answer to a question. Then, before I realize what's happening. The look on Clarke's face somehow gets angrier as she purses her lips and spits on me. I had no idea she was that angry.

I keep my strong stance as the two guards in the room pull her towards the exit. She fights them, but soon realizes she cannot escape their grip.

"You bitch! You wanted the commander of death?! Well you got her!!" -c

Angry cries and yells

"I'll kill you!" -C

And with that, Clarke is pulled out of the room. I watch as the doors shut behind her. I take a deep but shaken breath and wipe the spit from my face, I step towards my throne and out into my balcony. Looking out at my people I mutter to myself.

"The things I do for my people.."

Authors note:

Hope you enjoyed this chapter! It's super short, but I'm sick right now so 😤😞

-Sadie

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