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"I feel dizzy" I say.
"You are drunk" said Lexa.
I tried to shake my head adamantly but that almost swept me off my feet. I hold someone's shoulder in alarm. Was this poison?
"I don't drink. Alcohol, it . . . I hate the effects." My words are garbled and slurred but get clearer when I try to keep still. I take a step but almost go down. Gustus helpfully steadies my torso, his strong grip holding my bicep firmly as the room spins.
My vision clears just enough for Lexa's worried gaze to catch my eyes. "Did your drink taste strange at all?"
Before I could answer Bellamy, Abby, Murphy and Raven come near us laughing about something. They see my guards hovering in concern and rush over.
"Clarke? Are you okay?" asks Raven.
I try to answer but Lexa interrupted me. "Someone has put alcohol into Clarke's drink." said Lexa.
I try to ask who would do that but I was suddenly fascinated with the stars. They were so pretty, like diamonds in the sky.
Octavia giggles as I grin up at nothing and raise my arms above my head. "Wow, she's really hammered."
The Grounder next to me squinted up in confusion trying to see what I was pawing at.
Bellamy's face filled with suspicion and possessive protection reaching forward to grab my wrist. He may not have known a lot about war but he scanned the men next to me, having seen this plenty of times on the Ark during his guard days.
"Clarke, did you take any drinks from a stranger? Is he here?" he asked. Raven and the others glanced at each other in alarm. It was a celebration sure, but they remembered me ranting about all the negative effects alcohol could have on their health. I wouldn't drink.
The Grounders stiffened in surprise and offense. They shifted angrily and reached for the hilt of their swords ready for a fight. Most of them having taken part in the libations of the evening were obviously not thinking clearly.
The angry tension brought me out of my reverie and I looked around sobering slightly. No, they would never hurt me. I don't want them to get hurt or fight over me. I push away Gustus' protective arm and stumble forward between the two groups.
I push my arms out to either side. Raven looked amused when it became obvious I wasn't pushing them apart but holding onto the two people nearest in proximity, Bellamy and Lexa, for support. I really was drunk.
"No. The Woods Clan mean me no harm . . . As a sign of good faith I'll stay for the night."
Bellamy and my mom looked at me disbelief but relented when I gazed at them steadily not giving an inch. My stubbornness knew no bounds. They nodded and looked to the ground sighing. I was touched Bellamy didn't want me hurt but this would harm the alliance more. The atmosphere relaxed slightly when I showed my trust but the two groups didn't leave to enjoy the feast or music.
Deciding to diffuse the tension, I say rather loudly "Just don't let me get any tattoos."
It worked. Slowly, the tension broke. The Arkers relaxed their tense stances, laughing.
The Grounders chuckled saying in trideslang they would keep my skin untouched. Others made crude gestures some how pertaining to my supposed virginity. I snorted while Anya looked amused by my sudden blushing red face.
"What'd they say?" asked Murphy suspiciously.
My mom looked at me curiously and glanced at the guards.
My amusement turned into horror as I looked to Lexa wide eyed for help.
Lexa glared at the men sternly scattering them before they could translate. "Have no worries tonight. I will protect Clarke."
"I'll hold you to that. Clarke, drink lots of fluids and get some rest." said my Mom gently. She worriedly looked me over but Raven pulled her away at my pleading glance.
"Its okay Mama Griffin. The Woods Clan has her covered. She's one of them now." reassures Raven. I smile at her in thanks as the Sky People start to leave. It was a long walk back to Tondc and it was late. They all start to depart together, most waving at me over their shoulders.
"Take care of our Princess", warned Bellamy as he stepped away. Octavia playfully pushed him further and stepped forward to hug me.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do." she whispered. Octavia winked then skipped away, arm around Lincoln's waist.
I laugh at her quip and shake my head waving my arm wildly at my people's retreat. I glance around and jump when I see Lexa's gaze on me.
"You're scary when you do that." I slurred.
"Do what?" asked Lexa.
"Look at me with those dark eyes. You're kind of . . . kind of terrifying." I say as I stumble towards her.
Confusion fills her eyes as she reaches out and steadies me. "I terrify you?"
I shake my head no. "No, no." I raise up my finger and shake it but then become fascinated with my hand. I flip it over and wave it around slowly looking enthralled by it.
"No, I like terrifying. Im not bothered by it. But when you're in the room you scare people." I sigh and use my interesting hand to pat her shoulder. "Its intense. Can you teach me? Does the war paint help? I was serious about the tattoos though."
Lexa shakes her head at me bemused. "Teach you what?" She starts to lead me towards her tent. I hold onto her arm focusing on putting one foot after the other while I speak.
"To be scary. My death glare is about as effective as Bellamy's attempts to flirt with me." I say sadly.
An unexpected husky laugh purrs in my ear, I almost fall in shock. Lexa laughed!
I smile widely at her as we finally enter her tent. "You laughed! I didn't think that was possible!" I hug her happily, glad I achieved it. Her body stiffens under my arms but I don't care. She was soft and smelled nice. I hum and nuzzle her neck.
"Mmmmm. Thanks for protecting me Leksa. Mochof." I whisper. I withdraw from her stiff form and sway further into the room.
"Theres so much room here." I fling my arms around widely but laugh as this causes me to suddenly fall into Lexa's throne.
"It was very tiny on the Ark you know. You wouldn't see it now but there was so many people! I use to look down on this world and dream I was in the forest." I drape myself on the arm rests laying across it horizontally.
Lexa stays across the tent just staring at me.
"Now I'm here. Apart from the crazy mountain people, and deadly animals and the acid fog, its everything I thought it'd be. Big and beautiful." As I finish I roll my head to the side to look at Lexa. She was beautiful.
My eyes run over the Commander's face, tracing her war paint and smoky green eyes, and full lips. Its when desire stirs low in my belly that Octavia's words run through my head.
Oh.