A/N: Hey guys, so I am now officially past my exams which is brilliant and it gives me more time to focus on my writing which I am really looking forward to. On that note as well, I really just wanted to ask again whether people can please just take two minutes to review if they have the chance. I am trying to set up things for you guys to enjoy and I would love it if you guys could keep letting me know what you like so I can do more of it :) I have never had a fic where I have felt so engaged with my audience and I will always be so grateful for all of you who have reviewed and through that helped me become a better writer. And when I say I will always be grateful, I mean that I will be for the rest of my life because writing is a massive part of my life and always will be. So, please enjoy this chapter, and sit back to enjoy what's coming next, we're a few days of Chapter 100 which is insane, so I have something special planned that I think you will like :D Love you all so much! xxx

"No way, you can't be serious." Clarke laughed as Lexa nodded, biting back a grin as kept both hands on Clarke's waist as the blonde peered over the edge of the tower. "I thought we spoke about your death wish." She joked, as Lexa pulled her back and rested her chin on Clarke's shoulder.

"I have no death wish Clarke, this is harmless fun."

Clarke rolled her eyes, resting her hands on top of Lexa's at her waist, "Harmless fun? You want to dangle yourself off the side of a ridiculously tall building."

"On a rope." Lexa defended, releasing Clarke to go to the edge her self. "Do you not trust me Clarke?" She asked quietly, not waiting for an answer before nimbly jumping up to perch on the waist high wall that served as a barrier to prevent people falling to their deaths.

Clarke's heart leapt into her throat as she watched her girlfriend balance precariously, "This is really not helping your claim that you don't have a death wish Lex, and you're still far from fully healed." She said breathlessly, motioning for Lexa to jump down quickly, which the Commander did begrudgingly.

"Clarke you need to have faith, I am perfectly safe." Lexa assured quietly, "But if you really don't wish me to do this then I won't, as long as you are happy then so am I."

"You mean as long as you are terrifying me then you are happy?" Clarke grinned, stepping into Lexa's waiting arms before placing a short, sweet kiss on her lips, "Because that's hardly nice Commander."

Lexa nodded with a grin of her own, "I have been called many things, but... nice has never been one of them."

"Heda!" The shout came from outside their door, a guard knocking on it insistently, "The envoy from Skaikru has arrived."

"Your mother makes it her personal mission to interrupt at the most inconvenient times." Lexa muttered as Clarke laughed and pulled herself out of Lexa's grip.

Ducking down to check her reflection in the mirror, Clarke carefully pulled back part of her hair that had come loose, pinning it firmly before moving towards the door. "Come on then Lexa, if I have to deal with my mother then so do you."

Sighing, Lexa took the offered hand, allowing Clarke to lead her from the room, "I would prefer to have dinner with the pauna."

Clarke just laughed, twining their arms together as they walked, "You know you love her really."

"Abby, I understand your position but I cannot just gift you with that amount of resources, resources my people need." Lexa said tiredly from across the table as they ate.

After Abby had arrived, Clarke had taken her on a walk through the market and lower town, with Octavia and Lincoln scurrying off to put together a meal to welcome the people from Arkadia to the capitol. It was a slightly different group than the last time, Marcus was absent and there were less guards than other people.

Lexa had welcomed the respite from playing nice with the Skaikru, spending her morning with Aden and the young nightbloods before Clarke came to inform her that dinner was ready.

Once she arrived, it was clear that Abby had a clear agenda. Skaikru was struggling to provide enough food for their people already, and with winter almost upon them, doubted their ability to survive without a great deal of help from the Commander.

Abby leaned forwards, seeming to forget her meal as she pressed on with her request of Lexa, "We entered into your coalition, doesn't that mean that we are entitled to your help?"

Lexa frowned, "Your clan is barely trusted to manage day to day because of your past treachery, and I ensured that Trikru would enter a beneficial alliance with you. Have they not taught you how to hunt?"

"Heda?" A quiet voice came from a few places to Abby's right, where a young man was sat looking at Lexa nervously, curious she nodded at him to speak. "Warriors from Trikru have been training our people, but hunting isn't a skill we can master over night, and we are struggling to maintain a steady supply of food."

Looking at him appraisingly, Lexa leaned back in her seat, waving her hand towards the man, "And you are?"

"My name's Kyle Heda. I'm in charge of our food supplies."

Smiling slightly, she nodded her head to him, "Then it is really you I should be having this discussion with. Tell me, how much food can your own hunters gather in a single week?"

"Enough to last less than one. We have a lot of mouths to feed." He answered simply, wisely deciding to let Lexa lead the discussion.

"As do I Kyle kom Skaikru, I have an entire coalition to watch over, and yet Skaikru is the only one in danger of starvation. Why is that?"

Her tone was even and nonthreatening, so he took a breath before answering honestly, keeping his own voice respectful as he answered the powerful woman sat in front of him, "All other clans are well established on their lands. We are called invaders for a reason, we don't know how to live her properly yet and so we struggle to perform tasks that are now second nature in other parts of your lands."

Lexa smiled at him, "A good answer, and one that is also true. I cannot order food to be given to you, it would be unfair to those who work hard for what they have, but with the help of Wanheda I will set up a trade agreement between Arcadia and Polis. With a fair exchange in place, I'm sure we will find a way to get you all safely through the coming months."

"Mochof Heda." Her smiled widened at his rough attempt at their language, the unnatural words catching in his throat properly as he carefully sounded each syllable.

Clarke grinned happily as Lexa leaned back in her seat, smiling softly at Clarke before going back to her meal, having most likely just saved the lives of many of Clarke's people. And Clarke was under no illusions that Lexa had done it for any other reason that to make her happy.