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LEXA KOM TRIKRU

Of course there were guards. Lexa should have seen it from a mile away! Though she'd seen them approaching and thus they were able to get out of their line of sight, she couldn't help but wonder how Ontari was feeling. This was not what she wanted to show the other girl and she hoped that she wouldn't want to turn back now because of a slight setback - though Lexa would accompany her back to the tower if she did want to turn back. Lexa was stubborn, commanding even depending on the situation. But if Ontari changed her mind then Lexa would accept that. Be a little hurt, but accept it all the same.

She looked at Ontari to reassure her when she saw the worry on her face and her heart seemed to sink a little. Though she didn't hate Ontari for feeling the worry(she could never hate Ontari full stop), she hated herself for making Ontari worry like this. Lexa gave her hand a small, reassuring squeeze, hoping it would put into words what she was feeling without actually speaking. It's okay to worry. But I'll make sure to chase the worries away.

"The guards will summon Titus. Probably Heda as well. We'll be lectured on why we shouldn't sneak out." There would be no severe punishments like losing their heads. Being Natblida meant they were pretty safe from executions due to the rarity of their status. Only those born with black blood were able to train to become Heda. Only their blood could accept the Flame, something that dated back to the first Commander. Becca Pramheda. Her voice was quiet as she spoke as not to alert the guards who were making their way down the main part of the street, their boots were the only sound apart from their breathing that could be heard in the still night.

Lexa peered over the top edge of their hiding spot, "This was my idea so I'll take all the blame. You shouldn't have to get into trouble for my ideas." the older girl finished, eyes squinting in the darkness. The guards had made their way near their spot with one pausing and looking about. It was a tense few seconds where Lexa was sure they'd be found until the guards picked up the pace again. She waited until they were out of sight around the tower before she dared move, exhaling the breathe she didn't know she had been holding.

"Oh it is." Lexa grinned at the mention of this better be worth it. "At least I think it is." And with that, she stood up, checked to make sure the coast was clear once more before she padded along the streets. Taking the back way rather than be right in the open, weaving through stalls before coming to the familiar sight where they exited the main town of Polis and into the forests. She took the familiar path with no need for fire light or even the stars to guide her. "Okay, close your eyes. It'll only be for a few moments." Lexa waited before leading her into the wide open space that served as their battle training.

"Okay, you can open your eyes." If they had been closed. Lexa stood at the edge that overlooked Polis with the stars and the moon shining brightly in the skies. "This was what I wanted to show you. Isn't it beautiful?"

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LEXA KOM TRIKRU

Lexa quirked a brow as he spoke, and though he was technically right, he was still wrong because his feelings were relevant. Everything depended on his emotions and if he was going to let them rule or if he would hold them back and do what was best for his people. Still, she had to believe he wouldn't let emotion rule. After all, he was still here, talking to her despite his feelings. He could have very easily told her to go shove it and walk away. Well, maybe being Heda had something to do with his staying. Though she didn't tolerate her insubordination, she would have allowed him to do that without any retaliation. For the first time.

They didn't always know the customs of her people. Something she frequently had to remind herself when dealing with the Skai people.

"A leader leads with their head. Do what is best for our people." Being a leader was not easy. They had to make the tough calls, live with the consequences with guilt and regret always weighing on the mind.

"No, I didn't." Lexa acknowledged. "The duty to my people came first." It was a regret that she couldn't protect both people, duty bound to protect her own which meant no matter what, her people would always come first. What he was asking was not exactly easy in terms of answering. It was a lot more complicated than simply 'for peace.'

No doubt Clarke would be telling Abby and Kane about the change of plan and so she would tell Bellamy. She felt like she should tell him rather than he wait until the meeting. "Azgeda. They want me dead. If I fall, the coalition falls. My original plan was to issue a treaty between our people but that won't be enough. However, this has changed. I want Skaikru to join as the 13th clan."

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LEXA KOM TRIKRU

It was ironic in the way that Lexa held such distrust towards Azgeda and yet Ontari seemed to spark a different sort of emotion from her. There had been compassion in those eyes when she looked at Ontari, she felt no suspicion or fear. Such a strange concept when it came to Azgeda and for a moment Lexa wondered why. No answer came to her immediately, it wasn't something that she just knew. It was frustrating to feel because not knowing was the bane of her existence. Knowing would help her deal with this and the whole situation better and easier. Right now life seemed to want to be as complicated as it could be and Lexa was glad that they were walking along so she had something else to do other than dwell on her thoughts with questions that had no answers.

Walking alongside Ontari allowed her to look at everything that she was being shown without being left behind. When they rounded a corner and got near the markets they were pointed out to Lexa who nodded. Ontari seemed to not be much of a talker which was fine with Lexa because small talk was often very awkward for her; she was better getting to the point than making meaningless chatter but she wanted to show that she was paying attention. Every stall was committed to memory, every path and corner, every face that came close to her. Well aware of being in enemy territory, her only saving grace was one simple fact. If they attacked or killed Lexa then there would be retaliation. On the flip side it was the same for Azgeda. They could not harm or kill any of the Ice Nation either.

As they approached Lexa noticed the general chatter slowly die down and the air seemed to become so thick that one could cut it with a sword. This was nothing like Polis where she could go into the streets and not even hear herself think. Even the general attitude changed, becoming colder like the slight winds in the air. For a moment she wondered if it was her presence that was the cause yet one child was staring, not at her but Ontari. Maybe a mix of both? Lexa looked around, noticing the glare Ontari gave and remained silent as to what she had seen. No need to ask her directly about it in front of the people. She'd maybe talk about it when they were out of earshot because pulling her up on it now could very well cause Ontari to barricade herself.

She turned to the fur trader and after a few deliberations an exchange took place. 'New' furs would be delivered to them before the day was over. Though they had furs and other warm clothing since they knew they were coming to the cold, Lexa also knew that some of it needed replacing. One of her guards had felt a little more frozen than usual though he had been utterly silent on his sufferings. Once that was done with, Lexa turned to face Ontari, ignoring the others who seemed content to ignore her(or stare at her with closed mouths and wariness in their eyes).

"Is there anywhere a little quieter?" Lexa asked, and though the area was plenty quiet she wasn't meaning chatter. She was talking about the people as her words really meant is there anywhere without so many people?

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