It was 6 days after the defeat of Mount Weather at Clarke's hands, and Lexa couldn't keep her emotions in check. She hadn't returned to any villages in the area until she knew what had come of the Mountain. And after seeing Clarke walk out of there with her own people, Lexa smiled into the darkness. She'd done it. She'd done what no Commander had ever been able to do. Take down the Mountain.

And now she was riding into a village, about 3 days from Polis, where she and Indra were headed, to hold a meeting with the clans and discuss the coalition. What Lexa didn't expect was to be greeted by representatives from each clan at the village, who took her horse from her the second she jumped down onto solid ground.

"Heda Leksa." One of the men in front of her, Grathen of the River Clan, spoke up, stepping towards her. "In your absence the council have discusses the alliance you created with the Skaikru."

"Sha. I create the alliance. What of it?" Lexa asked, hand resting on her sword at her hip, narrowing her eyes at the tall man towering over her. Lexa didn't know why the council would meet without it's Commander, come to conclusions without her there to govern them. They had no right to. "The Skaikru will not likely join the coalition, if that is what this is about."

"That is not what this is about. This is about Gustus." Grathen motioned for the women next to him, Kyler of the Desert Clan, to step up next to him, and she pulled out a piece of paper, and began reading from it.

"Our law dictates that 'Any person found attempting to break a coalition or alliance shall be put to death.'" She glanced up at Lexa, and Lexa raised one eyebrow, turning to address Grathen again.

"I know this. Gustus has already been put to death. Blood had its blood." Lexa turned to walk away, coming face to face with guards, one of the Boat Clan and one of the Ocean Clan, swords in hand. She wheeled back to face the representatives, eyes ablaze. "What is the meaning of this?" Luna of the Boat Clan stepped forward, eyes shining with sadness, causing Lexa herself to frown.

"Heda Leksa kom Trikru," Luna began, and Lexa straightened up, sucking in a breath. "You left the Skaikru in the middle of battle, thus breaking the alliance formed between the two clans. You succeeded where Gustus failed." Luna's eyes were unfocused as she stared at Lexa, and the Commander backed up, arms grabbed by the two guards behind her.

"No… No!" Lexa growled, at the guards grip tightened.

"You have been found guilty of breaking an alliance, and shall be put to death."

"I am the alliance! I am the Commander!" Lexa spat, as Grathen pulled her dagger and sword away from her, placing them to the side as the guards held her still.

"May your spirit find its new body quickly, and may we find you just as swiftly." Luna finished, finally looking at Lexa, whose eyes glistened, war paint smudging around her eyes. "I am sorry, Leksa."

"Tie her to the tree." Grathen ordered, pulling Lexa's sword out of it's sheath, following the guards who pulled the struggling Commander over to the tree, holding her in place as one of Kyler's guards tied her hands behind the tree, trapping her there. Grathen raised her own sword and levelled it with her heart, looking the Commander in the eye.

"I, Grathen kom Rikru, hereby carry out the sentencing of Heda Leksa kom Trikru, on the grounds of treason on behalf of the Skaikru." He pushed the sword gently, pressing it against her chest, over her heart. "Yu gonplei ste oden, Heda." He pushed, and Lexa gasped her last breath into the dusk.

"Clarke..."