A new chapter folks!

We're getting till the end, sadly.

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Chapter 21 - First results

Lexa was sitting comfortably in her chair in the war room. Michi and Clarke came in the room a few minutes later, followed by Indra. Clarke looked uncomfortable, and the wolf warrior had a version of her own stoic mask, Indra was like she always was calm and stoic.

"I asked you to come here as people from my personal circle..." The three women looked at each other, but remained silent. Lexa gestured to the chairs in front of her, and the women took a seat nervously. "The war is getting closer and closer, and I know that all of you are on some level, discontented and uncomfortable with that..." Lexa spoke politely. "I'd like everyone to say their honest opinion on the situation..." She asked gently. The three women were silent for a moment and Indra was the brave one to break the silence.

"We're in a politically unstable situation..." She began in a neutral tone. "This war was already on the horizon a long time ago, since Nia attempted the coup, with the death of Costia ..." She spoke uncomfortably. "The departure of the Plains and Horse clan makes the game a little more complicated. We must strengthen the Citadel and urgently set up a war strategy. "Lexa nodded in agreement.

"I think we must first prevent the advance by the two traitorous clans," Michi began quietly. "We must somehow prevent the ice clan from advancing to the allied territory through them. They are in a strategic position for the queen..." Michi continued thoughtfully.

"You first consider an offensive against the two clans, rather than a direct offensive against Nia..." Lexa said to herself.

"Lexa, it's crazy to invade the ice mountain," Clarke said earnestly. "It is their territory, an invasion in the territory of Nia should be the last thing to be done."

"If we limit food through a direct dominion of allied territory, they will gradually give way," Indra said.

"But in that way the war will take years and years and this could destabilize the coalition," Lexa countered, pointing out an important point.

"Wolves can get to that point. While the ice mountain is limited to a small territory, a direct attack with a small group can be done..." Michi suggested.

"Is Nia crazy enough to attempt a direct attack on Polis?" Clarke said uncertainly and all the women looked at her thoughtfully without knowing the answer to that question.

"Well, I'll do the following. I am summoning a council of war, we will increase the guard in Polis, to guarantee the security of the citadel. And we'll absorb the Plain and Horse clans. "Clarke looked uncomfortably at Lexa, she didn't want war, even if she knew it was necessary. Michi seemed mildly displeased, she didn't like the political repercussions of this idea, but it was the best thing to do, Indra was waiting for Lexa decision, she will fallow her Heda.

Preparations were slowly being made. Leaders gathered and strategies were being drawn up. With the absorption of the two clans being planned, the territory would be absorbed by Trikru. But to avoid political repercussions, Lexa would give some of the surrounding Trikru territory to each clan, to balance the territorial increase. The leaders were not entirely happy with that idea. The first meeting on the subject resulted in many yells and arguments. But little by little each clan leader were putting down their own idea for the balance and the moods were calming, until an idea accepted by all was put into practice.

The plains clan would be the first, without a strong leader they would easily fall by the hands of the army of the remaining ten clans. They planned the advance carefully. The plains clan was near the ice mountain, very close to where the old camp of Clarke and Michi was. The military advance was made with care. Clarke and Michi stayed in Polis, Lexa didn't want to risk any of the women, especially Clarke. And it was known that where Clarke would go, the wolf warrior would follow

Titus was the substitute commander, as Lexa had left for the battles. The man was strict, but fair, he barely crossed Clarke's path, leaving the blonde in peace. She thought Titus had finally accepted the idea of /her being in Lexa's life and her active participation in the commander's government. But the blonde, kept away from man-made decisions, she did not really want to get directly involved with him.

Clarke was uneasy all week that led up to the military advance, she often popped up in the bedroom of Raven and Michi, usually she ended up between the two women. Clarke was worried, and the two women did their best to calm and soften the blonde's concern. Clarke knew she was interfering directly in the intimacy of the two women, but both made sure to calm Clarke's concerns, Raven joked that she always wanted a trio with Clarke, which made her receive a slap from the blonde who was laughing and a funny look from the brunette.

Lexa will fulfill the promise made to Clarke, the steps of the war were made with care and avoided as many risks as possible. Lexa investigated every possible scenario, every little detail. She had made a reinforced armor and rationalized every little though. That if they came to her she was prepared for every possibility. She was being cautious, even more than the generals and leaders were comfortable with. She had justified caution, with the fact that it was such an old war against the ice nation and she wanted to make sure it would be the last. What quieted the generals and leaders, they also wanted a lasting peace.

Two weeks after Lexa's departure, Polis and Arkadia remained safe. Clarke woke up with the door slowly opening, it was one of the few nights she had slept in her own bed. Sleeping without Lexa by her side had become torture, so she turned to Michi and Raven, but she was also trying to guard the intimacy of the couple, forcing herself to stay in her own room for tonight. She was tired, like never before, the sleepless nights and anxiety over details made her nervous, she told herself that she would demand that in the next battle Lexa send messengers frequently. Her concern over Lexa was large and she was anxious about the details and to see for herself that her love was intact.

Lexa wearily entered the room and frowned at the creaky sound that her attempt to open the door silently generated. It was the middle of the night and she was too tired, too dirty and eager to see Clarke, but she was greeted by a frightened Clarke with a knife aimed at her. The commander raised her arms in surrender and smiled slightly at the woman's embarrassed face.

"I'm sorry." Clarke said awkwardly, threw the blanket and knife way on the bed and still barefoot approached Lexa.

"Hello, Niron." Lexa smiled and kissed Clarke slightly, it was a soft kiss. Lexa felt herself coming home, her home was Clarke and she was so glad to be there again, but she knew that the trip back had been exhausting and she was most likely totally grimy and smelling of horseback. "I want to take a shower first, and then I'll come to you?" Clarke accepted in disappointment, but she saw that Lexa had too much dust and mud on her clothes and she was not smelling that nicer either.

She was relieved to accept that lexa would be away for a quick shower. And when she stripped she couldn't see visible bandages or blood.

Clarke sat up in bed anxiously, waiting for Lexa to return. It was not long before the brunette was there, clean and wearing only a long nightgown. Clarke smiled at the brunette, she was so eager to see Lexa that she felt like an anxious child on her birthday. The brunette was as beautiful as ever, visibly tired but beautiful.

"What happened?" Clarke asked anxiously. "Are you alright? Did it work? Are you hurt? "The blonde fired questions and Lexa contented herself with smiling at the woman's concern. Clarke more often than not fired questions and Lexa thought it cute that the woman cared so much.

"I'm fine my love, there were no major injuries, just a few scratches and bruises. Nothing that was not expected ... "Lexa said and then saw the frown on the blonde brows. She then showed some small cuts on her arms and some bruises on her torso. Clarke examined everyone with caution, with all the warmth and knowledge she possessed. At least part of her nervousness had been quenched.

"What about the battle?" Clarke asked in a serious tone. Lexa sat on the bed, pulling Clarke against her, digging her fingers through the strands of blond hair, then beginning to narrate the outcome of the battle.

They had advanced through the East. A contingent of two hundred soldiers followed Lexa. There were healers of the clan of the boats and warriors of several clans, but mainly Trikru, for this was undoubtedly the clan with the larger numbers of trained warriors. Arkadia had given technology, medicines that were available, some flashlights and an updated map of the place. They had tried to send soldiers, but the armed contingent of Arkadia was too small. Lexa, to avoid conflicts, ordered the Arkadian soldiers to protect Polis.

The Plains Clan was not a large clan. But the territory gave great disadvantages to Lexa's army. Especially in summer, the great plains surrounding the clan gave a great disadvantage to an approaching army. They should be able to move discreetly so that the advance to the main town of the clan obtained a complete and safe invasion.

The invasion was simple and made at night, so that the cloak of darkness could hide the numbers of the army. Lexa mastered the invasion. Deaths were avoided when people surrendered. They would not shed blood unnecessarily. Lexa did not want to be a monster. Deaths in wars were necessary, but she would never be the kind that kills defenseless.

It was surprising to Lexa to see many soldiers of the plains clan bowing to her, apologizing for following the orders of the traitorous leaders. They begged for forgiveness, begged to prove the value of their fidelity to the Coalition. Lexa reluctantly gave in. She could not ask for support from the people and the remaining soldiers if she showed no mercy to the unarmed, she knew. But there were still many casualties of the plains clan, and a portion of the army fought strongly for the newly appointed leader.

Upon reaching the new leader of the plains, Lexa saw that he was a member of the ice clan. He was not a big man, but he must have been skillful because Nia had sent him there to rule and lead the rebels. A man a hand taller than Lexa, with the characteristic scars of the Ice Clan, not very beautiful features and long black hair. When Lexa demanded that the man surrender, because they were surrounded and vulnerable he refused. It was a bloody but quick battle, he and the generals were soon defeated by Lexa`s contingent. The commander herself performed the final act against the opposing leader. When he said his last words, he declared the queen a long life in the Trigeda language.

With the fall of the clan's enemies, Lexa kept the promise made to those who turned against the Plains clan. As promised, a new leader was placed in that region, a leader Lexa knew she could trust, a just and good leader, but especially someone Lexa knew could keep track of the clans actions. The second big battle was against the rebel members of the clan who were hiding. Luckily, they were a small group of soldiers, about 50 people who rebelled. Lexa finished them and burned the bodies. She knew that although sad and sorry, it was a necessary end. If a rotten apple remained in the basket, in a short time all will rot.

She returned to Polis shortly after setting guards, rounds, ways of protection around the new territory, trades, and strong new laws for anyone seen near the border of Azgeda. About one hundred of the Trikru soldiers would stand there in case of an invasion of the frontier or in order to prevent and to inhibit any kind of betrayal.

Lexa returned to Polis with doubts in her mind about the horse clan. This would be a long battle, which would require far more soldiers. The clan of the rocks promptly agreed to start undermining the clan of the horses, but the idea was suspended for a while. It would be quick to undermine the soldiers if they were dirty in their fighting techniques, but Lexa didn't want that. She wanted to be as fair as she could and as honest as possible. And poisoning water, as the rock clan wanted to do, would do harm to the innocent, and that was something Lexa would not allow. She always maintained that her people were not savages.

"So what's the strategy with the horse clan?" Clarke asked quietly against Lexa, she knew that if they didn't do something now, in the future there would be a bloodier fight still, with much more damage and in which Nia might be able to fold other clans to her cause, causing the coalition to become even more unstable. Lexa thought for a moment about Clarke's question, that was the main issue of the moment.

"They have a territory with many trees, maybe we will be able to invade and weaken through it. I imagine that like the plains clan, many civilians do not want to fight, and many soldiers are being forced ... "Lexa thought for a few moments. "If, we can gradually invade and dominate their territory ..."

"And squeezing all the rebels inside a single village, one can avoid killing ..." Clarke said finishing the sentence.

"Exactly, I want to shed as little blood as possible, but I know there will be deaths. And I also know that Nia must be panicking now with the loss of the Plains territory, it was the closest position to Polis she possessed. She will do something and we must be prepared for it. "

"Helena send me a messenger while you were away ..." Clarke said remembering. "She's all set for the last step, just waiting for the signal," she said with a frown remembering every word of the message to make sure she had left nothing out. Lexa, found the expression very cute and had to restrain herself with all her might to lean in, kiss the blonde and give a little giggle.

"I hope everything goes according to plan, but something will probably happen that we have to adapt," she said, swallowing the smile. Clarke nodded in agreement. Nia will not fall without a fight, that was a certainty. "I will gather the council of war, tomorrow. And we will plan the next step. The sooner we do this, the faster it will end. But we must think well before anything. For now, my love. I just want to stay by your side. "Lexa smiled sweetly at the woman, drawing a broad smile and causing the blonde to blush shyly.

The rest of the night was quiet for the two women. They just lay there, exchanging words of affection, words of love and light touches. None of them touched the ring. They were nervous about the war, and only the simplest contact was playing the calming role, especially for Clarke. To know that the woman she loved was alive. Lexa at every little touch reaffirmed to the woman and to the commander that she was, one of the great motives of that war. It would prevent the story from repeating itself a third time.

The next day came too fast for both women. Early in the morning, everyone was gathered in the war room. Clarke saw that all the leaders were satisfied with the war. And even Luna was glad that the death toll was reasonably small. They talked about some celebration, but Lexa cut the idea by reminding everyone that the war was far from being won.

With the seriousness imposed again they began to draw a strategy against the clan of the horses. By the presence of mount and speed of attack that the clan possessed, a direct advance was dangerous. They carefully planned a fragmented advance against the clan, invading the smaller towns and cities, to reduce the number of troops. They would tighten the clan of the horses in a siege against the largest town of the clan, so that they could attack from all sides.

The leaders asked for a few days to replenish the numbers and provisions for a new battle, even though it was reasonably close, the horse clan was larger and would require more soldiers than the previous two hundred.

A week later, Lexa set out again for a new part of the war. Followed by five hundred soldiers, and another three hundred waiting for new orders, and predictions for two months of battle. Clarke stayed behind again, but this time the anxiety spoke so loudly that the woman barely slept or ate. Michi was trying so hard to keep the blonde in control and calm, but she was also anxious about all that. And she knew standing still was worse for Clarke.

"I'll go along in the next battle." The blonde said stubbornly, after waiting a month for results, Lexa had not been reporting for some time and that was making the blonde uneasy, especially since the brunette had kept her promise to Clarke on frequently news updates. They were coming out of the tower when a man came running to Clarke.

"Wanheda." He spoke respectfully and stretched out a rolled parchment. Clarke felt her heart pound and grabbed the paper from the man's hand, thanking him curtly and returning into the tower. She went to an available room and Michi followed behind her. Then she tore the seal that held the paper shut and opened it.

"Niron,

The battle is difficult and long. There were many friendly soldiers who were faithful to the Coalition cause, but there was also a lot of resistance. We lost a fifth of our soldiers, blood is having blood and it saddens me.

I am sending this message to warn that we will be setting up the siege against the main village of the clan of the horses. I'm anticipating a long fight this time around. The commander's spirit gives me good energy over the end of this war. Soon, soon I will be with you again.

Always yours,

Leska. "

Clarke read the message twice and then handed it to Michi. The warrior read the message and frowned. So early, was the siege ready? It had turned some lights on in the brunette's mind. But she trusted the commander. Michi did not want to talk to Titus, but she thought it would be necessary. Something was not right.

"What is it?" Clarke spoke in scowl at her frown.

"Does it not seem strange to you that this advance is so fast?" Michi said worriedly.

"Lexa is a great commander."

"I agree, but Nia? Nia is an excellent strategist, Clarke. How did she do nothing? "Clarke understood what the brunette meant. Nia was one of the best strategists of the whole coalition, She dealt a political blow to Lexa without much effort. Something wasn't quite right here?

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It was an oddly cold morning when the army and Lexa returned home. The brunette was so tired of the war, so exhausted from everything that was happening in her short life. The battles were simpler than Lexa had anticipated, and that made her uncomfortable. As commander she always prepared for the most difficult, the most complex, and the most impossible of tasks. Defeating the clan of the horses was incredibly simple. The plan has hardly been adapted.

She went to the room shared with Clarke, when the brunette opened the door a pair of arms pulled her by the neck. Her mouth tightened on her lovers and within seconds she had Clarke's legs around her waist. The kiss was longing and feverish. Lexa loved the warmth of the blonde's mouth against hers, her tongue slowly sweeping against hers. Clarke's teeth made little contact with Lexa's lips, making the brunette shudder. In a quick swivel of feet, Lexa propped the blonde firmly against the bedroom door. Clarke barely held herself, releasing a loud, deep moan of pleasure as she felt herself pressed to the massive wood and the brunette's lips wandering around her neck.

Lexa got lost in the blonde's skin. She could scarcely think of the war, in fact, anything but the woman she loved, moaning and begging for it, was far from her mind. Lexa snuggled between Clarke's legs, one hand, which propped Clarke up the back of her thighs, automatically climbed up to the blonde's ass. She grabbed a large handful, pulling a loud moan from the blonde. Lexa's other hand went up beneath the blonde's t-shirt kneading her right breast. Clarke avoided to the most use of constrictive clothes, whereas in the private chambers she shared with Lexa. It was something that got the brunette vibrating every time, it made access to the blonde`s body so simple.

"Bed." Lexa nodded against her pale neck. The brunette automatically closed her teeth on the skin beneath the blonde's ear. It would have been a mark, but the commander did not care.

"I'm stinking cos of the trip ..." Lexa tried to refer the idea of going to bed.

"Fuck you," Clarke growled. "Just fuck me at once Lex!" Clarke snapped, and the strong, commanding tone of the blonde made the brunette moan loudly. "Here, on the bed, on the floor. Fuck anywhere. I just want you to fuck me. "Lexa felt herself inflame even more with the fervor of the blonde's words, Lexa thought for a second, grabbing the brunette's legs and leading her to a table. The table had just been installed in the bedroom, something the blonde used to draw and write. With a sweep of one hand, Lexa threw all the papers off the table, seating Clarke there. The blonde moaned profanely, pulling the brunette on her hair and joining her mouth in a burning kiss. "I missed you so much, I need your fingers, your lips, your body against mine, Leska." The brunette moaned loudly, pulling the blonde's lips. "Take off your clothes." Her blue eyes were on fire, Lexa heard the order and smiled mischievously. She quickly stepped back, undoing the clasps of her clothes. As she was pulling back from her pants, a fabric hit Lexa's face.

The green eyes saw the soft material hit the floor, she felt her breath catch in her chest as she finally understood that the material were the panties of the blonde. The eyes rose so fast that Lexa had to stop for a moment to absorb the image in front of her. The blonde was staring at her, one hand playing with her own breasts, her legs wide open, and her other hand playing lightly with the curls of her hair in the blonde's intimate place. She stared at the wet folds of the blonde, feeling her throat dry and her heart racing in her chest.

Clarke had always been a woman of strong emotions and desires, but to be the firm focus of the blonde's desire, and that desire being played by the woman's fingers made the brunette squirm.

"I'll finish without you at this rate." Clarke smiled broadly when he saw the green eyes narrow. She was burning for Lexa. From the moment the messenger announced that the brunette was returning to Polis territory, she was agitated. Lying in bed, she began to think of everything she wanted to talk about with Lexa, but the physical desire to be intimate in a way only became stronger. Lexa was the epitome of desire for Clarke. When the bedroom door opened, Clarke was so self-conscious that she just wanted Lexa, wanted the brunette anyway the woman wanted. And particularly the choice of being on the table, would be a fantastically fascinating first. The brunette practically tore her clothes off. And Clarke smiled in satisfaction that the woman had forgotten everything else. Clarke felt her hands being ripped from her own body and pinned to the table.

"Keep those hands for me, priska. on me. "Lexa growled. "I want to make it clear that you are mine and your hands are mine." The blonde moaned in agreement. "I'm going to fuck you into oblivion." She growled against Clarke's mouth. The blonde was waiting for a kiss, but the brunette's mouth came down between her legs. The brunette began a strong attack on the intimate parts of the blonde and the only thing the blonde could do was curl her fingers in her brown hair and moan in adoration.

The attack on the blonde was fast and strong, a way that practically mirrored her own desire. She was rapidly reaching the apex, as the brunette replaced her tongue inside her, by two fingers that advanced deep. Clarke moaned so loudly that even the guards by the door were uncomfortable, the commander's name came out in sharp, husky screams from inside the room.

Lexa was relentless, so deep inside Clarke that the blonde felt as if the brunette were merging with her. The possessiveness was intense, the marks on Clarke's legs and torso showing how much Lexa's passionate aggression was present. Clarke loved, she loved every little piece of that woman. Especially the Grounder aggression she once hated, she loved the fact that Lexa could manipulate her body like a sharp instrument. It was almost too much pleasure, when the third orgasm had hit Clarke's body, she begged the brunette to give her a few minutes. Clarke was tempted to roll her eyes as she saw Lexa rising and moving away from the moist center, one finger continuing to lightly stimulate the blonde's clit while the other hand was wiping the grooves of her chin and lips.

"You could be less presumptuous," Clarke said brokenly, removing a giggle from the brunette.

"And you could pretend to dislike less of my presumption," Lexa said, grinning maliciously. "I love your taste." Lexa whispered against Clarke's face. "I want to drown in you." Clarke moaned softly, pulling the brunette into a kiss.

"I created a monster." She laughed lightly and the brunette looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Oh, do not get me wrong. I love that aggressive side of you, my little monster. "Clarke smiled and pulled Lexa, hugging her with both arms and legs. "Now, what do you think we end this in the tub?"

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While the lovers reconnected, they barely knew that a few days away, a new phase of the war was forming. Soon they would know, when, a messenger in despair ran toward Polis.