Hey guys im so sorry for the like 6 months wait for this! Over hiatus i kinda lost my drive but its back! SO KEEN FOR SEASON 3! anyway, this is the final chapter and thank you all sooo much for your patience and such. I hope you enjoy and so much love for all you that have read my work. Thank you again sooo much. Let me know what you think!

The dialogue in italics is when they are speaking Trigedasleng and the paragraphs in full italics is flashbacks/memories. :)

Lexa woke suddenly as a jolt shot through her body. She clenched her eyes shut as her head pounded, sending shockwaves of pain down her body. She took a moment to realise the jolts that woke her up was the cart that she was lying on hitting rocks and bouncing over them. She opened her eyes when she heard a pained groan and squinted up at the blue sky, the trees at the edge of her vision warping and twisting. Another groan came from her right and Lexa clenched her teeth, slowly twisting her neck to see where the groan was coming from. Clarke was lying next to her, her face warping and mutating with each pound of Lexa's head. She could see through the haze that Clarke's skin was grey and she was shuddering.

"Clarke." She gasped out, struggling to move her hand up to touch the sky princess but realised that her arms and legs were bound tight. She could hear voices talking, her pounding head causing them to sound distorted and distant. She struggled against her bindings, biting her lip in pain as the tight ropes cut into her wrists. She could feel the stitches on her arm tearing slightly and stopped struggling, breathing heavily. She rolled onto her side to face Clarke, feeling fear suddenly overcome her as the brunettes eyes finally cleared. Clarke was bound as well, but Lexa could see the purple veins running up her neck, stopping just at her chin. There was a white foam coming out of her mouth and the blonde muttered and groaned, her eyelids fluttering. "Clarke!" Lexa hissed again, her voice cracking.

"Looks like the Commander is awake. Foolish girl." A rough man's voice said and Lexa looked past Clarke to see an Azgedan warrior glaring at her. She snarled at him.

"You are foolish to attack me like this. Do you have any idea what you have done?" She snapped, showing more bravado and strength than she felt. She couldn't do anything to protect herself or Clarke in this position and the warrior knew that. He grabbed her by the hair as the cart stopped and lifted her up, a growl coming from his mouth.

"I am doing what the queen ordered me to do. She's the only one that is worth listening to. Not your weak self, Commander." He growled out, mocking her title.

"Put her down." Lexa recognised the voice of Echo before being dropped back in the cart, landing on top of Clarke who let out a whimper of pain. Lexa rolled off her quickly with a grimace and she rolled onto her injured arm. "Well, Lexa. Who would have thought we would ever be in this postion." Echo said. The cart stopped underneath Lexa and she saw the Ice Queen come into her view, leaning over the grounder commander with a bloodthirsty grin. Lexa ground her teeth, unable to move.

"Let Clarke go. She has nothing to do with this." She tried to say forcefully, but her voice cracked as Clarke groaned at the sound of her voice. Lexa turned her eyes away from Echo as she felt the blonde leader stir next to her. "Clarke?" She whispered as Clarke opened her eyes, looking at Lexa through dull blue eyes.

"Commander." She gasped out, her voice barely audible. Lexa swallowed a sob. Echo laughed darkly, stepping away from the cart.

"Knock her out." Echo ordered and her vision faded when she another crack to her head. She let out a sob as Clarke's face faded with her vision.

"Lexa, wake up!" Lexa grunted as Anya shook her awake. She groaned and threw her fur pillow at the older girl and sat up. She looked around blearily at Anya who stood by her bed holding her gear on one arm and her sword in the other hand, a stern expression on her face. "Get up. We have a lot of training to do." Anya said and offered out Lexa's gear. The 16 year old grounder nodded and accepted the gear, stifling a yawn. She had been training since she was two, but the early mornings were still a difficult thing to get used to as she loved sleep.

"Why do we have to train so early?" She groaned as she stood up and began pulling her gear on, ignoring the look shot at her from Anya.

"Because I said so. You should know by now Lexa that we never miss a training session." The girls mentor reiterated and Lexa nodded sullenly and grabbed her sword off of Anya who led the way out of the girls shared hut. She stifled a yawn and wiped the tears that leaked from her eyes away and glanced around. She could see two children, no older than five or six sparring. One had a bleeding nose and the other one grinned, dancing around the other child. Lexa felt a pang in her chest. "The Ice Nation is becoming more and more forward with their attacks." Anya broke the silence and Lexa looked at the fierce warrior, her face hardened by countless battles. "The Commander is beginning to make more- " Anya cut off in mid-sentence when she noticed her second staring ahead with her jaw clenched. Grounder scouts were carrying in dead bodies of what appeared to be Mountain Men scouts. She watched as they unhooked the guns off of the bodies and threw them away.

"Tell me again, Anya." Lexa said finally, tearing her gaze away from the men. "Why don't we use the guns that we collect off them?" She asked. Anya glared at her and started to storm off toward the training ring.

"You know this Lexa. It is one of our oldest laws. Guns are the enemy. You know the devastation they can cause. Guns help no one." Lexa kept silent as they walked, her head down. Anya sighed. "Besides, the mountain men will kill us all if we were to use guns against them." She finished. Lexa nodded, still frowning at the ground.

"But if we use them, we can fight back against them. The battlefield will be more level." Anya grabbed her shoulder, pulling her second to a halt with angry glare.

"Do not question it. Guns are not our weapons – they are monsters weapons. Now drop it." She snarled. Lexa stared back, swallowing slightly.

"Is there ever a chance for peace?" Anya stared at the young warrior, her gaze hard. Lexa's eyes drifted past her mentor to a girl her age bandaging a mans injured shoulder and continued softly. "I mean, peace between our clans. Why do we fight each other when there is a common enemy?" She said, still staring. The other girl looked up and smiled at Lexa who timidly smiled back. Anya glanced between the two girls.

"Because that is our way. Do not get distracted by thoughts of peace, or love. It is weakness." Anya stated, drawing her sword quickly and put it up to Lexa's neck. "Get distracted and the enemy will slice your head clean off. We worry about our people. Not anybody else. Our people always come first." Lexa swallowed slightly and nodded, her eyes darting from Anya's face to the girls, who watched with a concerned expression.

Clarke woke suddenly, gasping for air, grabbing at her chest and throat. She felt her lungs tightening and her heart pounded. She struggled to clear her vision, blinking rapidly as she gasped air into her lungs. She could feel a dull ache in her shoulder and hip, and realised that she was sitting on the ground, and voices were chatting around her. She glanced down to see a bowl with a tiny amount of liquid next to her and realised that her mouth tasted strange.

"Well, sky princess. I see you are back to the land of the living." A rough but familiar voice came from Clarkes right and she whipped her head around fast, causes her vision to blur slightly. Echo leant against a wooden cart that was being pulled by two horses. Clarkes eyes automatically took in the slumped form at queens feet. She instantly recognised Lexa and felt her stomach plummet.

"What did you do to her?" She gasped out, her voice raspy and crawled to her hands and knees in an attempt to stand. She felt her legs shake and began to slowly crawl to the commanders slumped forward, her head pounding and her body aching. She couldn't take her eyes off the unmoving form. Echo crouched down and grinned at Clarke, pushing Lexa's head back and her hair off her face. Her skin was pale, and a trickle of blood dribbled from a wound on her hairline but Clarke could see that the grounder leader was breathing steadily. "Do not worry sky girl. She is only knocked out. I need her alive to get my revenge." She hissed and threw Lexa's head forward, causing her to hit the ground. Clarke grimaced and kept crawling, feeling her body getting stronger.

"Did you give me antidote?" She rasped, keeping her eyes on Lexa as Echo stood up straight and walked away, toward one of the guards. She finally reached the commander and sat on her knees and rolled the girl over onto her back, checking her head wound. It was shallow, but bruised. Echo laughed.

"I told you sky girl. She's just sleeping. And no. I gave you the cure." Echo said simply. Clarke glared up at her.

"I don't believe you." She spat, one hand on Lexa's arm and one resting on the girls forehead, her piercing gaze directed at the queen who shrugged. "Why would you save me?" She queried.

"Because I have other things set in motion. Your friend, Bellamy was a big help." Echo said, her voice oozing with false sincerity. Clarke felt herself go numb.

"What have you done to Bellamy?" She asked icily. Echo shrugged.

"I haven't done anything to him, yet. He was just an enabler." She explained and pulled out the walkie talkie that Bellamy had given her. Clarke recognised it immediately and clenched her jaw.

"What the hell do you want?" She spat, pulling Lexas head up on to her lap. The grounder Commanders breathing was slow and her eyelids were fluttering slightly. Echo's top lip lifted in disgust.

"I want a commander that does not show weakness. That does not pity, or show weakness. I heard what she did in TonDC." Echo said twirling the radio around in her hand, her eyes hardened. "She sacrificed my two best generals, and multiple others of my people, to save your life and your people's lives." Clarke shook her head angrily.

"You don't understand – we had Bellamy inside – you knew that! He let you out! If Lexa and I had evacuated he would have been killed and you would have been bled out." She argued. She couldn't understand why people could not see their reasoning. She knew it was a loss, but it meant they had won. Echo crouched down to Clarkes level and narrowed her eyes.

"Lexa sacrificed the other tribe leaders and generals for YOU and YOUR people. Bellamy is YOUR second. She is not the commander that we need, or want. She is a traitor, and weak." Echo hissed, her eyes flashing bloodlust at Lexa.

"You're out here aren't you? You are alive!? Lexa stopped the bleeding of your people and saved those that were in the mountain in exchange for mine – how is that not the best choice a commander could make?" Clarke said, a slight sob in her throat. She had done the same. Chosen her people over the mountain people. Was she wrong? Clarke absentmindedly brushed hair off Lexa's face, swallowing sobs and hysteria that threatened to erupt. Both her and Lexa had done what they thought was right for their people. But Jasper, Octavia, Echo, and others, they didn't understand, they kept telling her it was wrong. Attacking Lexa for being weak and a traitor, and Clarke for being a murderer, for trusting Lexa and grounders. "We didn't have any other choice!" She sobbed out loud suddenly, her chest heaving. She stared at Lexa's pale face, watching tears falling on it, causing tracks through the dirt and dust on it. "We did what we needed to save our people. Why can't you see that?!" Echo remained silent, watching the sky girl breakdown. A twisted smile lifted her lip. "What more do you want from us? What more can we possibly do!?" Clarke screamed and looked at Echo was red eyes, desperation clear. Echo reached out and grabbed her face roughly, digging her fingernails in and leant in close.

"Jus drein, jus daun. I want blood for my warriors that were killed in the bombing. I want blood for the warriors that I have lost over the years to the mountain men. Lexa should not have taken the deal, and retreated. We should have killed the mountain ourselves. We did not receive the justice we deserved. We would have lost lives, but we would have ended things on our terms." Echo hissed. Clarke stared at her both in disbelief and astonishment.

"You would have allowed hundreds more of your people to die for petty revenge?" She gasped out, incredulous. "You are insane. I killed the mountain, and your people are safe, you are alive. How is that wrong?" She stuttered and Echo just growled, before slamming Clarkes head back against the cart behind her. Stars erupted in her vision and her eyes fluttered shut.

"I will get my revenge. And take my place as the Commander that our people deserve. No mercy, no weakness, no love." Echo whispered in Clarkes ear as she passed out.

"Are you okay?" A timid voice caused Lexa to jump and she spun around drawing her sword automatically, hardening her face. A girl stood behind her, her brown eyes wide and deep. The blue glow of the mushrooms illuminated her dark skin and gave her an ethereal look. Her black hair was braided back in the style that the healers wore and a tattoo twisted from her forehead down over her eye to her chin. Lexa lowered her sword slightly, her eyes glancing down to the mushrooms that the girl held in her arms. A small gasp came out of her mouth at realisation of who Lexa was. She dropped the mushrooms and a cloud of spores billowed around them. They stared at each other through the cloud as it settled and Lexa inhaled deeply before letting out a nervous laugh. The stranger smiled widely then joined in the laughter. Lexa sheathed her sword as she stopped laughing, but kept a smile on her face.

"I am Lexa. But I am assuming by your reaction you are well aware of who I am." She introduced herself. The girl nodded, smiling back.

"I was at the ceremony. I am Costia. It is an honour to meet you in person, Commander." She said, her voice clear and strong. "Are you okay Commander? Should you not be in the hall? I'm sure Titus and the others would be looking for you." Costia asked, crouching down to pick up the dropped mushrooms. Lexa watched her for a moment before sliding down a tree trunk with a heavy sigh and sat down, her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on them. Costia watched curiously before sitting in front of the Commander, crossing her legs delicately.

"Tell me Costia. If you were the Commander, what would be your first thing to change?" Lexa said quietly, her eyes watching the healer who was pulling blades of grass out of the ground and weaving them together.

"That is a hard one." She mumbled, before looking up at Lexa who had a tear running down her cheek. She leant forward and wiped it away quickly with her thumb. "I would try and figure out a way to make peace. It is time we stopped fighting amongst the clans." She finished, sitting back down and continuing with her weaving. Lexa stared at her in shock, her eyes wide, before a smile lit up her face and she felt hope flare in her chest. Maybe she could finally change how their people had to live. She was the Commander now.

Lexa opened her eyes slowly, her head pounding where she had been hit, twice now. She held a hand up to it and cringed when she felt the bump that had swelled up there. She glanced around and realised she was lying in a clearing. The blue sky was beginning to dim as the sun was going down. She slowly reached down to her hip and felt that her sword was missing and clenched her teeth before sitting up. Her heart plummeted when she spotted Clarke kneeling with her hands tied in front of her, cloth covering her mouth. Echo stood behind her, Lexa's sword strapped around her waist.

"It looks good on me, does it not Lexa?" Echo sneered and unsheathed it, placing it against Clarkes neck, who was staring desperately at Lexa. Lexa pushed herself to her feet in a rush and took a few steps forward.

"Stop this now Echo. Your fight is with me, NOT her." She shouted, even knowing it was pointless. She could see the insanity in the queens eyes, the way her mouth twitched. "Just let her go, and you can take me instead." She offered, causing Clarke to shake her and grimacing as the sword nicked her slightly. Echo shook her head, re-sheathing the sword. Lexa noticed Clarkes eyes glance to the side seconds before she stood up and used her head to barge into Echo's stomach. The queen grunted and stumbled backwards as Clarke fumbled to grab the gun that was hidden in her jacket. Lexa bounded forward but was stopped as an Azgedan warrior grabbed her hair from behind and yanked her backwards. She hit the ground with a yelp and looked up as another one wrapped his burly arm around Clarke and grabbed the gun that she had managed to pull out and cock. Echo finally caught her breathe and straightened up. She walked to Clarke and slapped her hard across the face. Lexa struggled in the warriors arms and growled.

"Do not touch her!" She shouted. Echo grabbed the gun from the warrior and looked at it with disgust.

"Such an inelegant weapon." She muttered and threw it to the ground. "You need to behave sky girl, or my plan will not work. I do not want to kill you just yet." She said and nodded to the warrior. He dropped Clarke heavily on the ground and Lexa saw her wince as her knees slammed into the hard ground. "Now, Lexa. We are going to have a little fun. I want to find out just how weak you are for love." Echo sneered and Lexa's heart began to race as Echo drew her dagger and pushed it against Clarkes neck, her other hand holding what Clarke had called a radio.

"What are you going to do?" She asked, getting back to her feet. She kept slight distance, her eyes darting around to look for an option. There were a few warriors surrounding them, but she knew if she could get her sword she would be able to take them down.

"On the other end of this device, I have warriors infiltrated in your camp, Commander. As we speak they are positioning themselves to kill your beloved generals, and then your warriors." She explained, holding the radio up and shaking it. Lexa clenched her jaw and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"I do not believe you." She said, still cautious. Echo shrugged nonchalant.

"That is your choice, Commander. But why would I bother to lie now?" She said and Lexa glanced down, knowing that she made a point. She looked back up when Echo continued. "I also have on a different – channel - I believe is what Bellamy called it, warriors that are in the Skaikrus camp. They have your little princesses people all huddled together, just WAITING for my command to slaughter them all." Echo explained, grinning psychotically. "But, I'm not going to make that decision. You are. I'm going to make you a little deal, one which I think you will enjoy." Lexa felt sick, and her breath hitched. Her eyes found Clarkes and they stared at each other for a moment, two tears trickling out from Clarkes painfully blue eyes.

"Commander I suggest you don't-" Lexa help up a hand to cut her advisor off. Her body felt numb, her shoulder plate heavy. She could feel all the eyes of her advisors on her but her eyes were on the bag that was on the floor in front of her. She could see blood beginning to seep out from the bag and took a few steps forward. Anya reached out and gently touched her arm.

"Commander, please. You don't need to look. The queen sent it as a reminder of her power. She wanted information." Lexa slowly turned to look at her mentor and Anya saw a hollow look in the young leaders eyes.

"She did this to Costia, because of me?" Lexa stuttered out, her voice raspy from pent up emotion. Anya nodded once, still gripping the girls shoulder. Lexa was 18, in her second year as Commander and this was the first blatant and personal attack against her.

"Lexa –" Anya started but Lexa ripped her arm away from Anya's grip and clenched her jaw.

"I do not want to hear your lecture Anya. Leave me." She snapped, addressing all of her advisors. They glanced uncertainly around at each other.

"But commander, we need to discuss whether or not a coaltion is possible." Gustus grunted out and Lexa slowly turned her head to face him, her top lip rising in a snarl.

"Leave, right now." She hissed, and the advisors bowed their heads and left. Anya remained, standing silently as Lexa collapsed to her knees in front of the bag.

"Echo tortured her, beat her up and cut off her head – because she knew you cared for her." Anya explained, her voice calm. "A good leader will always exploit weakness-" Lexa stood up suddenly, lifting her knife to Anya's throat with a growl.

"A good leader? That is the action of what you call a good leader?" She spat, not caring that she was crying. "If that is what is expected of me then I will fail as commander." She said, pushing Anya back against the table. Anya stared at her calmly. "And what do you classify as a weakness to exploit? Love?" Lexa hissed, and realised as the words left her mouth that she already knew the answer. She had put Costia in that position, because she loved her. Because she cared. Lexas eyes raked over her older mentor and fear blossomed in her stomach and she stepped back from Anya realisation hitting her. All of the people close to her were in danger. Any person that Lexa cared about was in danger. She sheathed her dagger and crouched back down next to the bag that held her lovers head and gently placed her hand on it, swallowing a sob.

"Lexa. We will burn what we have, and you can mourn." Anya started.

"But then I must continue my duties as Commander." Lexa finished, her voice rasping. She didn't move from her position on the floor. "I want to continue with the plan to form a coalition, including the ice nation." She said, her voice low and calm. Anya nodded and left. Lexa stroked the bag once, a sad smile forming and a tear dripping down. "I am sorry Costia. I never intended for you to be harmed for my ignorance. I promise you that I will save our people. You have my heart, my weakness and I will not ever allow myself to be weak again. My people will always come first, no matter what. I will get the peace that you wish." She muttered, and stayed silent for a moment before standing up and clenching her jaw – wiping any remaining tears off her cheeks. She lifted her head and left the room to discuss the next stage of uniting the clans, her heart heavy and cold.

Echo held the radio to her mouth, her finger lingering on the button.

"It's now or never Lexa. Your time to choose. Clarke lives, and you will command my warriors to wipe out the entire Skaikru. Your people will not be hurt and my nation will rejoin the alliance. We will hold Commander trials on our return." She hissed, the knife still held up to Clarkes throat. Desperate tears rolled down Clarkes face as she stared at Lexa. Lexa avoided the sky girls piercing gaze and continued to stare at the ground, grinding her teeth.

"What is the other option?" She asked icily, finally looking up to glare at Echo, still refusing to look at Clarke. Echo grinned.

"Clarke will be left alive and her people will be left alone. Your army and villages will be slaughtered by my warriors, and you will stay alive as Commander of whatever is left behind. You can be certain that word will spread of this little deal, and who was saved." A loud sob echoed from Clarke as Lexa fell to her knees, digging her fingers into the ground. Any strength that she had left had gone instantly. She knew which option she had to choose, there was no competition. No choice at all. Echo grinned psychotically. "This will define you as our Commander, Lexa. This is no time to be weak. You are known for being ruthless, lets fulfil that." Echo pulled Clarkes head back and traced the knife along her jugular. "After all, it's just one girl, and invaders and murderers. You gave me Costia, and she was one of your own people." Echo said with venom.

"Lexa!" Clarke yelled desperately, struggling to get away from Echo who pushed the knife against her neck, causing blood to seep out. Lexa remained where she was, her head empty. She couldn't do this. She was going to destroy the woman she loved, again. Clarke would be alone. Her mother, Octavia and Bellamy would all be slaughtered, with Clarke left alone. What would happen to her? She would never forgive Lexa for this, despite the lack of choice. By herself, Clarke would be hunted by grounders of every tribe and she could no longer protect her. Lexa blinked slowly and looked up, straight into Clarkes wide blue eyes that streamed with tears. She stared back, unable to speak. There were no words to say. Lexa leant forward to push herself up, but stopped when her hand hit something cold and hard half hidden under the leaves. She dragged her gaze away from Clarke and down at the object, her hand curling around it. She recognized it as the gun that Echo had taken off of Clarke and thrown on the ground. She looked back up at Clarke. She looked at the blonde hair that glowed in the afternoon sun, the blue eyes she had grown to love, the lips that quivered with fear and desperation. The lips that had brought Lexa's heart back alive. She smiled at Clarke as tears fell down her face and she gripped the handle of the gun as she stood up, lifting it up and pointing it directly at Echo. The clearing froze for a few moments as they all registered what Lexa was holding. Echo snarled, the fear fleeting across her face.

"Put it down Lexa. You and I both know you will not use it." She snapped, her voice quivering slightly. "It is against our traditions, it is against everything we have trained for and believe!" She shouted desperately. Lexa steadied her shaking hand with her other one and took a sharp breath.

"This time, I choose with both my head and my heart." She said loudly and squeezed the trigger twice, bracing herself for the recoil. The first bullet missed, but the second one hit Echo solidly in the chest. She dropped the knife and stumbled back slightly, staring at Lexa in shock. Clarke jumped up and slammed her body hard into Echo, knocking the queen to the ground with a loud crack as her head hit a rock. Lexa spun the gun around and fired two more rounds at the two warriors that were running toward her, getting one in the leg and the other in the head. Clarke grabbed the knife from the ground and used it to cut through her bindings and unsheathed Lexa's sword from Echo.

"Lexa!" She shouted and Lexa turned to face her, shooting at the warrior running up to Clarke from behind. The gun clicked with no ammo and she watched in fear as Clarke spun around, lifting the sword up to deflect the Azgadens strike from his own sword. Lexa could see her injured shoulder jar and nearly dropped the sword and began to run to her, throwing the gun to the side. She tackled the warriors legs before he was able to swing again and knocked him to the ground, grunting from the impact.

"Get him now Clarke!" She yelled and rolled off the body as Clarke brought the sword down through his chest. Lexa picked up his dropped sword and jumped to her feet next to Clarke who spun around. The remaining three warriors glanced at each other in nervousness, their hands gripping their swords tightly. Lexa glanced at Clarke who had her jaw clenched with a determined expression on her face. She held Lexa's sword with confidence, glancing at the Commander with a small smile. Lexa nodded once and they ran at the three remaining warriors. Lexa took out the two with quick slashes and Clarke fought against the remaining one, taking out his legs and thrusting the sword through his throat. She stared at him as he began drowning in his own blood and stepped back. Lexa grabbed her sword and pulled it out before turning to Clarke. She blonde stood staring at the Azgedan warrior before turning to Lexa. They stared at each other for a moment in shock and realisation.

"Clarke I-" Lexa started but was interrupted by Clarke throwing her arms around Lexa's neck in a hug. She sobbed into the commanders shoulder. Lexa slowly lifted her arms up and wrapping them tightly around the shaking sky princess. She buried her face into Clarke's hair, breathing in deeply to stop herself from crying.

"You did it." Clarke said, her voice raspy from tears. She pulled back from their embrace, and looked at Lexa, her eyes wet with tears, a smile of relief pulling her lips up. Lexa stared back at her, her eyes taking in this girl that had thrown her completely out of control. Who had broken down every wall she had built, who had made her feel alive again, who let her love again. This strong, beautiful sky princess. Lexa leant forward and kissed Clarke, holding the girl against her. She broke the kiss and leant back just slightly, her nose brushing against Clarkes.

"I did it, because you taught me that love is strength, not weakness, Clarke of the sky people." She murmured, blushing slightly. Clarke's smile faded slightly.

"Why can't we just be one people, Lexa? I am sick of having to choose." She said, tracing her hand down Lexa's face, who glanced away.

"It is not that simple Clarke. Our people do not trust each other. You know that." Lexa sighed, her eyes drinking in the blonde who was still only inches away. Clarke frowned, then a small smile graced her lips, one that Lexa was beginning to notice before she had a thought or idea.

"Well, I guess it's up to you and me to convince them, Commander. I hear Polis is a place that can change how people think about your people. Is my invitation still valid?" She said, somewhat teasing. Lexa stared at her princess and grabbed her face gently in her hands and kissed her deeply, breaking for a moment.

"I love you, Clarke." She muttered, slightly breathless. Clarke searched Lexa's eyes, seeing only softness and caring.

"Ai hod yu in Leksa." Clarke replied. Lexa stared at her for a moment with her mouth wide. "I asked Namari to teach me some of your language." She explained and a wide, genuine smile broke out on Lexa's face, her eyes lighting up.

"We are going to change the world. You and I." She said, her voice strong and confident. Clarke smiled back at her and agreed with one single nod. "Let us go save our people. This time together, no matter what.