Lexa.
I look around Clarke's room. On the walls are pictures she's drawn. Right above the couch in sitting on is the picture she drew of me when I was sleeping at polis.
It hits me and For a moment I can't breathe. What if Clarke isn't alive? My heart starts to race and my hand get a little shaky. I'm sure she's fine, she Clarke she's always fine, right? I lay back on the couch and wonder where she is and if she okay.
My eyes get tired and they shut.
"You are gonna make a great commander." Titus tells me after the conclave during my Ascension. He says something else but my heart is beating in my ears and I can't make out the words.
I look around the room and my eyes fall on the throne. Titus notices me starring at it.
"Go sit on it." He tells me.
I slowly walk up and take my seat.
"Many commanders have sat in that exact seat over the years. Those commanders were all very brave and pledged their lives to protecting the grounders. And I'm sure they were all just as sacred as you are right now, but they made it through it and you will too."
VOUS LISEZ
~Clexa~ Not the end, the beginning.
FanfictionLexa sits outside the door Clarke just went through and contemplates what to do now that she is gone. Does she leave? Does she wait for Clarke? Or does she do something else.
