A/N: Hey guys :) So, I am really sorry there was no chapter yesterday but really I think that missing one day in 60 isn't too bad haha so I hope you guys forgive me. Pretty please? I did mean to post one, but I was so busy and then I really didn't want to just half ass one in the twenty minutes I had spare yesterday. So yeah, here is the next chapter, please enjoy and then let me know what you think :) xx

The crowed jeered as the Desert's leader was dragged out into the center of the arena before being uncuffed and shoved roughly to his knees, the people that had been brought with him stood to the side and attempted to look as small as possible.

When Clarke walked out onto the dais a cheer went up, and there were gasps as she pulled forwards her seat to set it beside the one put aside for Lexa, which placed her on equal level with their Heda. Her eyes were cold and calculating as she sat in the seat, and even their friends who were watching from the crowd shivered slightly.

"This man ordered the attack on the city, ordered the attack on all of us, all of you. And he did it because he didn't want this." She said, gesturing to the way she was sat, "Unfortunately for him, the people of Polis are stronger than his clan could ever hope to be!"

The crowd shouted in affirmation, and a small smiled played on the edge of Clarke's lips, "As you know, an attack like this was a direct challenge to your Commanders authority and so it must be answered in turn."

Clarke held out her hand to the side and the crowd parted as Lexa glided through, with the paintings that Clarke had done that morning still decorating her am, visibly because she had rolled up her sleeve to deliberately show them.

The crowd expected some words from their Heda, whose expression was completely blank as she walked, her gaze fixed ahead on Clarke as they cheered.

Instead, she reached the center of the arena and her face twisted into a vicious snarl as she kicked the man on his knees firmly in the ribs sending him sprawling across the floor.

Ontari tossed him a blade from where she was standing to the side, as Lexa drew her own and twirled it round as she waited for him to get up, which he did quickly before settling himself into a clumsy stance.

"Fight then you coward." She growled, as he just stood their, looking unsure what he should be doing. Which was to be expected, Lexa supposed, the Desert leader had been born into his role and had people to fight for him all of his life.

Gripping the sword tightly he stepped forward and swung at her arm, which she humored by parrying rather than by stopping the fight there and then with a crushing blow.

He attacked twice more, both of which she easily countered before she tired of his pathetic swings and twisted into his fourth attempt at a strike, catching hold of his wrist and driving her knee upwards into the underside of the joint which made him drop the sword.

Tossing aside her own, she threw a punch that had him sprawled across the floor once more, moaning pitifully she heard him cry out to be allowed to yield. The crowd watched in disgust, no warrior would ever wield in battle and they were all of the shared opinion that the man was a complete waste of space.

Grabbing him by the back of the shirt, Lexa hauled him up to his knees before turning to face Clarke, "Commander of Death, is this mans fight over?" She called out.

"Commander of the Blood, I see no man, all I see is a pitiful creature who should have been put out of it's misery a long time ago, why should it be rewarded with mercy?" Clarke called back, finding her self to be almost enjoying the show they were putting on for the city, which all of the people gathered where watching intently.

Lexa smiled down at the man knelt at her feet, "How right you are Wanheda. People of the coalition, my coalition, no one is to give the man aid, he will live out his days alone, denied a warriors death. His clan will be subject to the same treatment as Skaikru, ruled by representatives of my choosing until such time as I feel I can once more trust in their abilities to lead themselves. Is there any here who would question my ruling?" She said clearly, not shouting but projecting her voice so every person could hear her clearly.

The guard seized the Desert's ex-leader as Lexa walked up to the dais purposefully, followed by a chant of the word "Heda" that rose in volume with every step she took. Once she reached the forefront of the platform she sat on her seat, taking Clarke's hand as they sat side by side, watching the man be dragged out of the city.

After he was gone they stayed in silence, Ontari and Octavia took their cue as Lexa's eyes flickered to them and they quickly started ushering people away, the spectacle having finished.

Once the courtyard was clear Lexa turned to Clarke and smiled, "A united front, I doubt very much that other clans will attempt to come at us head on now."

Clarke laughed tiredly, "Me neither, and the addition of Ontari lending her support to us will clear up any residue resistance. Trikru and Azgeda separately are formidable, together your clans are unstoppable."

They stood up, heading down towards where their friends were waiting, having stayed back a moment when they saw them talking.

"Our clans? So you are definitely staying as Skaikru even after we are bonded?" Lexa asked curiously, sounding almost disappointed.

Clarke smiled and touched her shoulder gently, causing her to pause her steps, "I know you would like me to join Trikru Lexa, but I am needed in Arcadia. But don't worry, my loyalties will always be to you and your coalition. You will never lose me because of the clan that I am from."

Lexa smiled at her with a resigned air, "No matter how many times I may wish otherwise, I know that this is the best thing for your people, but more than that... This is the best thing for you Clarke. You have bled for Skaikru, changing clans would make you miserable and I love you to much to ask you to do that."

"Thank you." Clarke whispered quietly, "You have no idea how much I love you."

Smirking Lexa leaned in to press her lips to Clarke, "Well, I think I might..."

"Ok, enough you two." Raven cut in, having seen the transition from serious to heart eyes, "Clarke I love you to bits but I'm kidnapping your girlfriend for the afternoon, you can have mine."

Lexa and Ontari both stared at one another in confusion and then for a moment horror as they took Raven's words literally.

"Don't worry," Clarke assured them, laughing when she saw the looks the two warriors were exchanging,"She just means she wants to spend time with you and Ontari is going to come hang out with me whilst you two are busy."

Nodding hesitantly, Lexa followed Raven as she suddenly headed off back towards the city, throwing one last questioning look over her shoulder to Clarke who just shrugged.

"Do you know why Raven just ran away with Lexa?" Clarke asked Ontari softly as they disappeared round the corner.

The Azgeda shook her head, "I have no idea, don't worry, she'll probably bring her back soon."

"You want me to what?" Lexa asked for the third time, this time placing her hand on Raven's shoulder to spin her back to face Lexa head on as she rambled.

"I need to know where these tech parts are that you got me to come here to go through." Raven said quickly, realizing that Lexa almost never ending patience was wearing thin.

Lexa sighed, "And it was crucial that you pull me away for this now because?" She asked, as she nodded to Raven to follow her before leading her through several twists and turns until they arrived at a large building that appeared as though it had once been a warehouse of some kind.

When Lexa opened the door Raven's jaw dropped open at all the parts she saw layed out before her, "This is amazing, why didn't you tell us about this before?" She practically squealed, her eyes lighting up as she looked through everything the grounders had collected over the years.

"None of it does anything Raven." Lexa said patiently, still suspecting that there was another layer to this excursion that she wasn't seeing yet.

"That's because there's no power." Raven said absentmindedly, before slowly lowering back the piece she had in her hands and looking up at Lexa, "Power. Lexa, I think that with enough time, I can use what's here to power the city."

Lexa looked around where they were standing dubiously, "I don't see how that is likely to happen."

"Have a little faith in me." Raven grinned.

Smiling, Lexa placed her hands on Raven's shoulder, looking into her eyes seriously, "I do have faith in you Raven, if you say you can do it then I believe that you will. However, if you don't tell me why you really dragged me away from Clarke then you will not survive to do so."

Biting her lip, Raven looked at the floor, "I was wondering, I was just thinking...Well...How do Azgeda ask people to marry them?"