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There was hushed murmurs traveling up and down the council room as the ambassadors waited for Heda's arrival.

Relaxed back into her own chair, Clarke gave away nothing, despite the curious glances everyone shot at her now and then, correctly assuming that she knew exactly why they had all been called in.

Nearly ten minutes later than she had promised, Lexa swept in dramatically, smirking as she passed at Clarke lightly tapping her wrist accusingly. They were the only two in the room aware of what the gesture meant, Clarke calling her out on deliberately making the ambassadors wait around to increase Jon's stress levels as he prayed that whatever had gone wrong wasn't to do with his brother and that there was some other explanation as to why the Commander wasn't dead.

"Ambassadors of the Thirteen Clans, thank you for assembling so early this morning, and on such short notice." Lexa smiled politely, nodding to each of them in turn once she had seated herself on her throne.

"Now, the reason why I called this meeting." Lexa clapped her hands once and looked up as the doors opened, Ontari and Octavia dragging in Jay between them, taking great pleasure in throwing him to the ground before backing up a few steps to stand next to Lincoln and Raven who had slipped in after them. "Would anyone care to explain to me why a Clan Leader plotted my downfall? The second, I might add, just in the last few months. If anyone else is planning an assassination attempt, I would advise them to step forwards now and I'll just execute you here. Because rest assured, you will not succeed."

Finishing with a hard glare around the room, her head tilted curiously as she looked back at the defeated man knelt before her, "Do you have any last words?"

"You are not deserving of the throne you sit on." He spat at her angrily.

Moving from her throne, she moved across to stand in front of him, looking down at the man for a long moment before she drew her sword, driving it straight through his chest and into his heart, "That's not for any of us to decide, the flame chose me. I carry the spirit of the Commander."

Turning her back and walking towards the window, the Floukru's ambassador was shaking his head angrily, "Heda, it would have been wiser to subject him to a public execution. Death by a thousand cuts."

"No." She said softly, her back still to the room, "That's not how I want this city to be." Turning round she pointed to the body now laying in the middle of the room, "Is this what we want to show our children? Death and betrayal? No, there will be no more public executions, if people must die for their crimes, they won't be paraded in front of the entirety of the people of Polis first."

There was a sudden clatter as Jon jumped up from his seat and darted across the room, making an attempt at escaping before Lexa's focus turned to him. He nearly made it to the door but was intercepted by Lincoln, who easily stopped him in his tracks and dragged him back, forcing him to kneel at the very foot of Lexa's throne.

"I did wonder how long you would last before you tried to run." Lexa chuckled.

He practically whimpered as she leaned down to consider him, "Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you. You are a coward at heart Jon, and so I am making you Clan Leader of the Glowing Forest people."

Everyone protested at once, jumping from their seats and arguing over the top of one another. Lincoln, Octavia, Raven and Ontari all looked at Clarke in surprise to see if she had known this was coming. Dipping her chin slightly was the only response she gave them before very deliberately standing up and taking slow steps as she went to stand at Lexa's side.

By the time she stopped walking and faced them, all eyes were on her, "This is the wisest choice going forward, with their Clan Leader dead, the Glowing Forest only have more reason to work against the Commander. But with Jon in charge he can crush any further rebellion from within. Without the constant pushing from his brother and the added positive benefits of being Clan Leader, this decision ensures no further attacks will occur. Skaikru, and Wanheda support Heda in this."

Once Clarke had said her piece, the other ambassadors reluctantly fell in line and the meeting was wrapped up fairly quickly, Jon being taken to spend the night in a cage before being sent back to his people the next day, as a warning and reminder that he was only alive and free because of the Commander's mercy.

Octavia smirked as she saw Lexa and Clarke coming to join the other two couples at the edge of the lake where they had agreed to meet lunch.

Nudging Ontari in the ribs, she pointed down the path towards the two of them.

"What's your excuse this time Lexa?" She grinned cheekily, "Last time it was that fighting a war had left you a little short on clean clothes."

Lexa looked down at the light blue hooded jacket she was wearing and shrugged, "It is a cold day, and Clarke keeps moving my things around our room. We would have been late if I had had to search for another garment of my own."

Shaking her head, Ontari leaned in and whispered something in Raven's ear, who laughed and passed the same message to Octavia, who in turned passed it to Lincoln.

Rolling her eyes, Lexa glared at the four of them as she and Clarke sat down.

"As my beautiful girlfriend just pointed out," Raven grinned, pointing to Ontari who was wearing just a light shirt. "She is perfectly fine because of her nightblood, and you would be as well. So you wearing Clarke's hoodie is because you like it, not through any particular need, no matter how else you keep trying to spin it."

Clarke shook her head at them as Lexa's expression turned to the one she wore when she was plotting to make someones life miserable, "Ok enough guys, or you might all get murdered horribly."

"Nonsense." Lexa suddenly smiled brightly, "They are quite right, I enjoy wearing this so don't expect to have it returned to you any time particularly soon." She warned Clarke jokingly.

Thinking they had been let of the hook, Octavia smiled and reached forward for the plate she had set out with a selection of berries. Suddenly yelping and leaping backwards when a short handled knife stuck into the wood where her hand had been a split second before.

"That wasn't funny." She growled as Lexa chuckled, working her knife out of the wood of the decking they were sitting on.

"It's unwise to test me Octavia." Lexa grinned as the other girl looked at her betrayed.

"Why am I the only one you tried to impale with a knife?" She grumbled as the other three sniggered.

Lexa winked at her dramatically, "Oh trust me, their time is coming."