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~Chapter 10~

Upon entering the village they were separated into two tents. Bellamy balked, but Lexa set him at ease by promising that she would personally guard Clarke while they changed. Bellamy reluctantly went with Lincoln and Finn, but he didn't enter his tent until he saw Clarke, Octavia and Lexa go into theirs. There was a man from the village inside their tent, and he showed them which clothes were theirs. Finn was given basic Grounder's clothes, brown pants and a matching shirt. Bellamy was given black pants, a black shirt, and some Grounder armor. They quickly changed and when they finished, the man whose name they learned was Mikell, helped Finn and Bellamy with their war paint. Finn received one thick line right under each eye, and two additional thin lines under his right eye. Bellamy's eyes were darkened and he had wings going out to the side with three thick lines swiped down his face from the right side of his brow to the left side of his jaw.

They were led out to the fire where a woman approached Bellamy and asked if he would be willing to allow her the honor of designing his new tattoo to symbolize his new position in his tribe. Lincoln placed a hand on his shoulder and quietly told him that she was very experienced and it was a well-respected Grounder tradition to get symbols of their places in their tribes. It's a proud part of their heritage. Bellamy had noticed the tattoos on many of the Grounders as they met, but hadn't ever considered one for himself. He accepted graciously and followed the woman to a spot set up near the fire for her to work.

"Clarke, tell me about your relationship with Finn. He indicated that the two of you loved each other very much."

Lexa was currently braiding her hair while another woman worked on Octavia's. They had both been given dresses to wear, Octavia's was black with short sleeves and came to her knees. It was simple, but somehow made her look dark and intimidating and beautiful all at the same time. Clarke's was a strange color, a dark sandy tone that almost shimmered in the candlelight. It had no sleeves, just two ties over her shoulders, it flowed down to her knees in the front and down past her feet in the back. It trailed slightly behind her as she walked. She was bare foot, but green vines were wrapped around her second toe and crisscrossed up her ankle and calves on each leg, giving the illusion of shoes. She had no idea how her hair looked, but from the time it was taking, she assumed it was very intricate. They had also received war paint, Octavia's eyes were darkened and she had streaks running down her face. Clarke's eyes were also darkened, and she had wings going out to the side, black, like a crow's wings. At least that's how Octavia described it. Finn was a complication that she wished she didn't have, she considered the best way to answer Lexa.

"When we landed on the ground, Finn spent a lot of time with me, gathering, fighting, and eventually we spent the night together. Shortly afterwards, Raven, arrived in a pod, and I found out that she was his girlfriend from the Ark. I wouldn't say I loved him, but I did have feelings for him, and he betrayed my trust. That is something I could never forgive. If he would have told me about her, things might have been different."

Octavia snorted. "He went back to Raven quickly enough, but once she had found out about Clarke, she broke things off with him. He's spent all his time since trying to convince Clarke that they belong together."

"Then I feel better about what I'm going to tell you. There is no other person closer to me than my guard, as it should be, but you and Bellamy share a special bond, one not seen very often. We have a saying, 'won keryon, tu bodies', it means 'one soul, two bodies'. This is not something that everyone has, or even finds, and it is truly special. It is held in high regard by our people, and when someone finds the other half of their soul, it is treasured and treated with great respect by all. It's as such when a child is born. Children are rare and when they arrive, they are precious to everyone in the village. This is why I chose Bellamy to be your guardsman, I know that he will protect you with everything he has."

Octavia snorted in response. "Pardon me Commander, but Bellamy and Clarke can barely stand each other half the time. I think you're confusing sexual tension and lust with love."

"Exactly. That is the difference between Finn and Bellamy. Finn fawned over Clarke, he was willing to fight for Clarke, kill for Clarke, and he was even willing to die for her. Bellamy pushes Clarke to be the best version of herself. He is also willing to fight and kill for Clarke, but even more telling, he is willing to live for her."

"I don't get it. How is that better?"

"Bellamy recognizes that if he dies, there is no one else he trusts to protect Clarke as he would. He would fight to live so he could keep her safe. That is the difference, and that is why they are 'won keryon, tu bodies'. Everything he does, he does with her safety and wellbeing in mind. Finn only cares for the idea of Clarke, for what she appears to be on the surface. Bellamy cares for all of her, the good, the bad, and everything in between."

Octavia sat for a moment and absorbed everything Lexa had said. In a way it made sense. He was just as protective of Clarke as he was of her. She had always been the number one priority for Bellamy, until Clarke. He certainly was never this possessive or protective about any of the other girls in camp. She glanced over at Clarke who looked deep in thought. Could she feel the same way about him? She hoped so, her brother meant the world to her, he deserved to be with someone who would love him and put him first.

Mikanna gave Bellamy two different tattoos, three different arrows on the inside of his forearm, to symbolize strength, courage, and wisdom. Then a large bird with outstretched wings on his chest. This was to symbolize his position as the protector of his Heda. He thanked her profusely for her hard work and gave her one of the knives he had fashioned at camp as a gift. Just as he was putting his shirt and armor back on, he saw Lexa step out of the tent and gesture for him. He jogged over and stepped into the tent. He saw Octavia first, she gave him a smile and a nod and walked out of the tent, off to find Lincoln he was sure. That left just him and Clarke. He found her sitting in the corner, she stood and started walking towards him. His breath caught, and his heart sped up. He had never seen Clarke in a dress before, she was stunning.

His eyes raked over her and the heat she saw there made her stomach flip flop. "Do I look okay? There are no mirrors, so I don't know what I look like."

Bellamy didn't answer, just twirled his finger to indicate that he wanted her to turn around so he could see all of her. Half her hair was done up in all sorts of intricate braids and the whole of it trailed down her back, her face paint made her blue eyes stand out, like a bright star against the night sky, and those vines climbing up her legs made him want to lay her down and trail kisses along their length. Once she was stopped in front of him again, he trailed his fingers along her jawline.

"You look beautiful Princess, just like you're supposed to. You are Selene, come to life, the Goddess of the moon. Pale, hauntingly beautiful, with eyes as tranquil as the sea." He leaned in slowly, tasting her lips, her arms came up and wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer. He wrapped his arms around her waist, splaying his hands across her back, and pulling her whole body flush against his. They stood that way for a while, tasting each other, their tongues dancing in a waltz as old as time. Reluctantly, they both pulled away, knowing that they had duties to attend to.

"I don't know if I can do this Bel." Clarke looked worriedly up into his eyes, he smiled.

"Of course you can Princess, nothing has changed, we just see our roles more clearly now. We are still Bellamy and Clarke, the Rebel King and the Princess. I know you can do this. I'll be right there with you, every step of the way."

Clarke grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze before stepping out of the tent. "Wasn't Selene's consort a mortal that was put to sleep and kept forever youthful?"

Bellamy laughed "Yes, he was so beautiful, she asked Zeus to keep him young and handsome forever, and she loved how he looked in sleep, so Zeus placed him in a deep sleep. Why, are you planning to put me to sleep so you can admire my handsomeness?"

"Only if it will shut you up!" Clarke laughed as she headed towards the fire.

Bellamy followed closely behind, watching the sway of her dress as she walked. He could get used to this guardsman thing.

Lexa made a pretty speech about the treaty and Clarke being the new Heda. She was to be referred to as Heda kom Skaikru, and Bellamy was introduced as her guardsman. The people seemed receptive if a bit leery of this new development. After the formalities were dispensed with, Lexa called upon Anya to come up and start the festivities. Anya brought a Grounder woman up with her and talked about the upcoming storm and told the story of the wars and droughts in the beginning and why the rains were so important to the survival of the people. She gave thanks for the rain, and the woman next to her began to sing. Skaikru didn't understand the words, but the melody was beautiful and moving. After the song ended, people moved around camp, eating and sharing stories. Music was being played and people were dancing around the fire pit.

"Which one do you think is higher in station, a Heda, or a Princess?" Bellamy whispered to Clarke. She laughed and smacked him on the chest. He inhaled sharply at the pain, never having a tattoo before, he didn't know something so simple could hurt so much. Clarke quickly turned to him in alarm.

"Bel, are you okay? Are you hurt? You should let me look at it." Clarke was hastily checking him over for injury when he grabbed her hands and kissed her knuckles.

"I'm fine Princess, just sore. I got a tattoo on my chest, and it hurt a bit when you slapped it."

"You got a tattoo? Really? Can I see?"

"I got two, one on my chest and one on my arm." He showed her his arrows and hissed when she gently ran her fingers over them. She pulled her hand away quickly, looking up with sorrow on her face. He grabbed her hand and placed it back on his arm.

"It's okay Princess, it didn't hurt, but if you keep touching me like that, I'm going to have to steal you away so I can answer in kind."

"Ewwww, that's something I didn't need to hear." Octavia snuck up behind them, Lincoln by her side.

"Serves you right. You know what they say about eavesdropping, you never hear what you want to hear." Bellamy turned and laughed at the pout on his sister's face. She stuck her tongue out at him and he tweaked her nose.

"So, Heda, what's next?" Octavia wrapped an arm around Clarke's shoulder and started pulling her to the edge of all the dancers.

"Lexa gave us a map of the area and marked off what is now considered our land. It's bigger than our current borders, so we will be able to spread out a bit more. Once the Arkers land, they will have the option of following me, or making their own treaty with Lexa. Either way, the 100 will have peace with the Grounders. The Arkers are being given two weeks to make their decision. Grounders will start arriving tomorrow to help train us, and learn about healing from me. They will also help train us to build shelters to get us through the winter. I would like you and Lincoln to be in charge of our warriors."

Octavia turned to Clarke "Are you sure? I'm still learning and Lincoln is new to our clan, will the Grounders even accept that?"

"Lexa has explained to the messengers that Lincoln is no longer a part of Trikru, he is pardoned from his crimes and is now a member of Skaikru. The messengers will relay that information when they spread the word of the treaty. They were sent out just after Lexa's speech, news spreads fast amongst the Grounders, it'll be fine. Plus, the two of you know more about Grounder warriors more than anyone else at camp. I trust you to make us strong."

Octavia hugged Clarke and grabbed Lincoln, dragging him into the dancers. Bellamy crossed his arms and stood next to Clarke. They both watched all the dancers as they dipped and moved around the fire. He bumped his shoulder against Clarke's.

"Thank you for making her happy, even if it makes my job harder."

"What do you mean? I'm making your job easier. Think about it, if she's too busy training warriors, and being in charge of our army, then she doesn't have time to get into trouble. And by having Lincoln at her side, she has even less reason to leave camp unattended." She gave him a half smile, knowing she had him beat.

"Then that means we have time to dance, come on Princess, let's show them how it's done." Bellamy grabbed her hand and pulled her into the growing group of dancers. They twisted and turned around each other, their bodies brushing up against each other, heightening their awareness of one another.

Bellamy pulled Clarke into him as an over enthusiastic dancer got a little too close. She laughed as she looked up into his face. He was leaning down to kiss her when they heard a loud bang and looked up to the sky, multiple fires streaked across the stars, blocking out their light. The music stopped and everyone stared, watching as the remnants of the Ark fell down to the Earth. Clarke and Bellamy watched the projected trajectory until the pieces fell past the tree line.

"Heda kom Skaikru, you should return to your village to prepare. In the morning, I will send out scouts to help look for your people. I will prepare some horses and a guide to take you back. Explain all to your people, and select your attendants. Once we have word of your people, I will send messengers and you can make haste to collect them." Lexa turned and gestured for them to follow, Bellamy placed his hand on the small of her back and gathered Octavia, Lincoln, and Finn with a glance.