Clexa - The Morning After

Chapter 7

As Clarke walked into her room, she started to run a nice hot, steamy bath for herself. Before she got in, she made sure that she had everything set out. There was even some black paint for her, for the design that Lexa and her had talked about previously.

Not like Lexa's but her own design. As she realized the bath was still there, she got in before it got too cold and just laid there in the still, calming water, it was almost.. peaceful.

After she had put the silky long dress on, she then looked at the paint. She grabbed it and began to apply it. Once it was finished, she stepped back and looked at herself through the cracked mirror. The design was extending off her eyes, it was almost like a birds wing.

When she was ready, she walked to the throne room, nervous but not showing it. As the doors extended, she walked in, gracefully. 

She noticed Lexa standing in front of her throne, wearing the same design as her, but not her usual armor, it was almost like the armor but in a dress form. She was still wearing the red sash that was attached to the dress.

As Clarke walked up to her, she knelt on one knee and soon after, everyone else was kneeling to the commander as well. "Hail warriors of the 12 clans." The commander soon spoke up.

"Hail commander of the blood." A sea of voices replied

"Rise."

As the commander gave this order, they all immediately stood back up.

"We welcome skaikru to our halls in the spirit of friendship and harmony, and we welcome Clarke kom skaikru, legendary wanheda, mountain slayer here, and they are here to initiate them into the coalition," there were whisperings all around and this was spoken, however she carried on, "To symbolize this union, the leader of skaikru must bear our mark."

Abby and Marcus shuffled foward before Clarke took a step foward and declared that she would do the honors. The commander nodded her head in agreement, "Present your arm." As Clarke did so a guard came up with a symbol on the end of a rod of metal and placed it into the fire next to them.

As he did so, Clarke presented her arm and without warning, he placed the burning symbol onto her skin. As he did so, she tensed up at the contact that was made and let out a hiss.

After the ceremony was over, Clarke made her way back to her room, rubbing her already blistering arm in hope that the pain would die down soon.

As she made it to her room, she wiped the paint off her face and put on her armor and her ordinary clothes. As she made her way to the door, someone knocked on her door and Clarke quickly answered.

As she opened the door, Lexa stood there, now back in her armor but with not paint. "I was wondering whether you were ready for the celebrations." She asked her. 

Clarke simply responded with "Of course, I cant wait to go and drink some moonshine." Lexa stared at her confused until she then broke the eye contact with her and made her way down the corridor into the elevator as Clarke followed after her.