In peace may you leave the shore
In love may you find the next
Safe passage on your travels
Until our final journey on the ground
May we meet again
Yu gonplei ste odon, Lexa kom Trikru. May your spirit choose wisely. Guards! Let the conclave begin. The Commander is dead!
After Titus leaves the room Clarke looks around. She sees a wrapped up scroll of paper. She picks it up and reads.
Clarke,
If you're reading this it means you saved our people. It also means that I'm dead. I've already seen what you've become over the last few months. You're going to make a great Heda. I'm just sorry I won't be there for you like you were there for me. Maybe someday you will owe nothing no more to our people and we'll see each other again, but for now you are their only hope. I know you'll miss me and it'll be harsh but you'll get through it. I'll help you along the way and watch over you. I love you Wanheda. I never got to tell you that. Ever since I first laid eyes on you, you intrigued me. You're not like the rest. Not scared or easily intimidated. I tried my hardest but you broke down my walls. Costia was the only person to do such a thing, but you blasted your way through them like a pauna. We were set in the stars, destined to be together. Everyone has their one person that destiny can't replace no matter how hard you try. They're always in your head, in your dreams, always there to haunt you when they're not around. You were mine. Heda and Wanheda were supposed to cross paths and to disagree. In the end though, that's when the magic began. Right down to my end. So don't fret for I will see you again. Death is not the end. Don't be afraid. You are the only person that I knew in my heart that can be a leader and follow what I have tried to do. Don't ever forget who you are Klark kom Skaikru.
Infinitely yours,
Lexa