Clarke's POV
Clarke was surprisingly relieved to see the village after 3 days of travelling on horseback. Unfortunately, the man that was sent to escort her had given her little food or rest on the journey. He was clearly determined to get to his village as soon as possible, so she could save whoever it was that needed saving.
No matter how many hours she had spent trying to mentally prepare herself for the job, she couldn't help but worry as they waited outside the village boundary.
As soon as the gate opened, her escort lead her towards a cabin. Clarke tried to look around as much as possible, but thanks to the darkness and the fast pace they were moving in, it was useless.
As they finally barged inside, a woman at the back of the room turned toward them, face streaked with tears. Behind her, Clarke could see a man lying very still on a table.
The moment her escort ran forward to join the woman, Clarke realised she could escape through the open door behind her. Despite the rare opportunity, her feet only moved forward, to see if she could help.
"It's too late," the woman sobbed as Clarke felt hopelessly for a pulse.
The man simply uttered the words "Yu gonplei ste odon," and reached out to hold her.
Watching the pair grieve, Clarke was reminded that they felt pain just like her own people. She wanted to melt away and give them space but her eyes were glued to the tragic scene before her. He would clearly be missed.