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Chapter 11

Day after day Lexa's thigh healed more and more as it should and day after day she showed up at the door to Clarke's quarters, ready for duty. There were days Clarke was in good spirits and other days she wasn't and would spend the majority of the day inside of her quarters; hidden away from the world outside.

However, on Clarke's good days she would laugh at something amusing she saw in the city and a smile would tug on the corner of Lexa's lips since she enjoyed her duty on the days Clarke felt good.

Sometimes Clarke would even tell Lexa about her childhood in Britain. Her eyes would light up when she spoke of the days she considered 'easy' and it had Lexa wonder what made Clarke's days so hard now.

Lexa never asked her why she was unhappy some days simply because it was none of her concern. Not to get her wrong, she wanted to, so badly, but Clarke's words from their earlier days stuck with her: that she was only her guard and nothing more. Not a friend of any sort.

Perhaps it was better that way, it was never good to mix personal feelings with duty. With friendship came a sense of caring and with that came the surges of anger when friends would disagree about something. If they were to mix friendship and duty, feelings could cloud someone's judgment and could potentially cost either of their lives when the day comes.

On the previous day, Lexa was set to fight in the Colosseum but Valentina advised her not to. Perhaps just wait another 3 days, then you will be in perfect condition, she said. Not happy with the recommendation Lexa was upset but she knew she couldn't risk faltering. Only the best of the Gladiators remained and fights became smaller and smaller in order to preserve the festivities.

Today though, Lexa was standing on the royal balcony behind Clarke and Bellamy as they overlooked the arena. Word was that Josephine and Gabriel would fight on the day against some of the best groups. Lexa so desperately wanted in on the fight today, she just wanted to wipe that smug look off of Josephine's face but at the same time, she was grateful to watch from up above today.

From here she could see how Josephine and Gabriel truly fought in combat and that would assist her in predicting their moves when they would eventually face off in the Colosseum against one another. It was a day Lexa eagerly awaited.

Lexa noticed Bellamy place his hand on Clarke's while he intently watched the Gladiators fight and Clarke only acknowledged him with a tight-lipped smile. It seemed Clarke was doing just about anything not to watch the spectacle. She had even earlier made the joke with Lexa if they could not fake a taking of her just so she wouldn't have to attend today.

Lexa however didn't find it too amusing, speaking such bad omens into the world wasn't very intelligent since the gods had a strange way of adding their own twists to them. Perhaps even making them come true and Lexa definitely did not want that omen to come true.

Josephine and Gabriel were a brilliant set and to Lexa that was not a surprise. To be the champions of the Colosseum took great skill. She had to admit that she admired their show of skill and she could not help wonder where they had honed it.

She wondered which academy they attended and of what lineage they were. She was not familiar with the Lightbourne or Santiago lineage but then again, she wasn't very familiar with either Persia or Greece. Lexa knew her fathers' parents came from Greece many decades ago and she knew of the stories of Sparta where Maximus' father came from. But more than that, she did not know.