I was in the dropship sorting out the medical supplies when Miller strode in, breathless. "A grounder. He's outside." Without a second thought, I was following Miller down to the ground. The first thing I noticed were the two Blake's busy glaring at each other. It was as if they were having a silent, heated argument with their eyes. The second thing I noticed was a wary looking Lincoln standing outside the gate, eyeing them both. "What's going on?" I interjected. All eyes turned me and I saw a moment of relief in Bellamy's eyes before his mask of cold indifference had returned. "Grounder boy over here wants to tell us together," was his reply. "His name is Lincoln," Octavia sneered. I rolled my eyes at the two siblings. "Okay, can we tone down the Blakeness in this situation please?" That god damn smirk was back. "Blakeness, Princess?" I rolled my eyes again before turning to Lincoln.
"Come, we can talk in Bellamy's tent." With that I turned in my heel and walked in the direction of the familiar tent. I could hear Bellamy's indignant cry from behind me but moments later both Blake's and the grounder followed me in. "What is it you want?" Bellamy obviously didn't start with the pleasantries. Lincoln, however didn't seem to mind despite Octavia's directed glare. "Lexa has sent me. She is not completely trusting in your supposed dalliance." My natural instinct was to blush at Octavia's curious glance.
"Your dalliance? Please explain." She crossed her arms, as if waiting for an explanation, sending a funny look to her brother which I couldn't quite decipher. Bellamy completely ignored her but I swear a faint blush reddened his sharp cheek bones. "What does she want us to do with that?" "I am to stay in your camp and watch you, see if her suspicions are correct." I frowned in confusion , not understanding what he was getting at.
"Lincoln, you already know there's nothing going on between us." I heard Bellamy sigh in exasperation next to me and I turned to see him throw his head back as if I'd said something stupid. Had I? "You're not very good at this pretending, Princess. Here's a word of advice, don't announce it to the grounders, okay?" I just scowled in his direction before focusing back on Lincoln.
He was eyeing us up with an amused smile on his face but when he saw my look of annoyance, the smile slipped and he was back to being serious again. "I know that you deny your relationship," I frowned, what was he talking about? There was no relationship to deny. But before anything could be said, he continued,
"But Lexa has not only sent me, Eughen has also been invited. I've just come to warn you in advance, he should be here within the hour."
"He's been invited has he? I don't remember inviting him, what about you princess?" I just gave him a look, now was not the time for his Blakeness.
"You will treat him with respect. He's an honoured member of our tribe and if Lexa hears that he has been mistreated in any way, there will be war to pay." Lincoln's eyes had narrowed with this warning, attempting to intimidate Bellamy, but I knew Bellamy, and he wasn't intimidated easily. "All these threats of war. Makes me think that maybe the Grounders don't want peace as much as they say they do." "We are not the dishonest ones."
"Oh, and we are?" Shit. Before I could tame the two little boys, Octavia spoke up. I forgot she was there. "Can we all just stop for a second? And someone, please, explain this dalliance?" She had a sly smirk that I wasn't sure I completely trusted. "Your leaders are getting married." I wouldn't have put it quite like that. "WHAT?!" Octavia's screech had me wincing and Bellamy shuffling nervously. "It's not like that O," Bellamy started.
"Explain. Now." There it was, that infamous Blakeness. Bellamy sighed as he prepared to go into the details.
"Lexa has trust issues. Doesn't trust us. Thinks marrying Clarke shows trust. Clarke's fine with it. I'm not. We're getting married." There was a moment of stunned silence before Octavia began to slowly nod her head.
"Okay. That makes sense." I rolled my eyes and focused back on the issues at hand. "So… Lexa's spying on us basically," I turned back to Lincoln who just gave me a look in return. "I'm just giving you a warning, that's all." Well, that's just great. What were we supposed to do now? We actually had to act like a couple. Damn Bellamy and his damn interference that got us into this damn situation.
"Come, we can talk in Bellamy's tent." With that I turned in my heel and walked in the direction of the familiar tent. I could hear Bellamy's indignant cry from behind me but moments later both Blake's and the grounder followed me in. "What is it you want?" Bellamy obviously didn't start with the pleasantries. Lincoln, however didn't seem to mind despite Octavia's directed glare. "Lexa has sent me. She is not completely trusting in your supposed dalliance." My natural instinct was to blush at Octavia's curious glance.
"Your dalliance? Please explain." She crossed her arms, as if waiting for an explanation, sending a funny look to her brother which I couldn't quite decipher. Bellamy completely ignored her but I swear a faint blush reddened his sharp cheek bones. "What does she want us to do with that?" "I am to stay in your camp and watch you, see if her suspicions are correct." I frowned in confusion , not understanding what he was getting at.
"Lincoln, you already know there's nothing going on between us." I heard Bellamy sigh in exasperation next to me and I turned to see him throw his head back as if I'd said something stupid. Had I? "You're not very good at this pretending, Princess. Here's a word of advice, don't announce it to the grounders, okay?" I just scowled in his direction before focusing back on Lincoln.
He was eyeing us up with an amused smile on his face but when he saw my look of annoyance, the smile slipped and he was back to being serious again. "I know that you deny your relationship," I frowned, what was he talking about? There was no relationship to deny. But before anything could be said, he continued,
"But Lexa has not only sent me, Eughen has also been invited. I've just come to warn you in advance, he should be here within the hour."
"He's been invited has he? I don't remember inviting him, what about you princess?" I just gave him a look, now was not the time for his Blakeness.
"You will treat him with respect. He's an honoured member of our tribe and if Lexa hears that he has been mistreated in any way, there will be war to pay." Lincoln's eyes had narrowed with this warning, attempting to intimidate Bellamy, but I knew Bellamy, and he wasn't intimidated easily. "All these threats of war. Makes me think that maybe the Grounders don't want peace as much as they say they do." "We are not the dishonest ones."
"Oh, and we are?" Shit. Before I could tame the two little boys, Octavia spoke up. I forgot she was there. "Can we all just stop for a second? And someone, please, explain this dalliance?" She had a sly smirk that I wasn't sure I completely trusted. "Your leaders are getting married." I wouldn't have put it quite like that. "WHAT?!" Octavia's screech had me wincing and Bellamy shuffling nervously. "It's not like that O," Bellamy started.
"Explain. Now." There it was, that infamous Blakeness. Bellamy sighed as he prepared to go into the details.
"Lexa has trust issues. Doesn't trust us. Thinks marrying Clarke shows trust. Clarke's fine with it. I'm not. We're getting married." There was a moment of stunned silence before Octavia began to slowly nod her head.
"Okay. That makes sense." I rolled my eyes and focused back on the issues at hand. "So… Lexa's spying on us basically," I turned back to Lincoln who just gave me a look in return. "I'm just giving you a warning, that's all." Well, that's just great. What were we supposed to do now? We actually had to act like a couple. Damn Bellamy and his damn interference that got us into this damn situation.