It's been a few weeks since you finally have been let out from that prison of a room. Finally, you're able to stretch you legs and explore the Grounder capitol. Your mom only lets you out in the city for a half an hour everyday; she's still nervous that your wounds could reopen or you could hurt yourself in some other interesting way.
On one of your journeys around the city, a child approaches you. She must only be around five or six years old. "Hi," you greet her. She is beaming as she tells you something you can't understand. "Oh, I, uh, I don't-"
"She said thank you for saving her brother," a voice behind you informs. You have the urge to roll your eyes but instead say, "Aren't you the know-it-all, Octavia." She walks up beside you and starts to converse with the child in the Grounder language. You stand there, feeling like an incredibly big third wheel, but the girl giggles and runs away from them.
"Have you been following me this whole time?" you decide to break the ice. "It's my orders," she answers. You inhale a breath to keep the anger building in you to subside somewhat. "Who's orders?" You know the answer. Of course you know the answer.
"I'm just gonna say your mom. I don't have a death wish today," Octavia responds. You shake your head and you hear her laugh. "Come on, Clarke, lighten up a little. You're in the greatest city in the world. Enjoy the day."
You shrug your shoulders. "That's as good as a 'yes'," she sighs. The two of you continue down the street as you ask, "What were you and that little girl talking about?" She chuckles. "You, of course."
"Wow, talking about me right in front of my face. That isn't very nice," you scoff. "Whenever have I been concerned what's nice to do," she retorts. You smile at her and she raises her eyebrow.
"Since you're making jokes, I'm assuming you're feeling well today."
"Eh," you offer. "I don't feel horrible, if that's anything."
"You're walking, so that's feeling well in my book."
The rest of your walk is spent in a comfortable silence. The people of Polis watch you and Octavia with reverence. They have smiles on their faces, excitedly talking with whomever they happen to be standing next to. "They think I'm a hero," distain taints your words. "You are, Clarke," Octavia sighs. "You don't see yourself like that, but these people do."
"No matter how many times you say that to me, I won't believe it," you growl.
Octavia huffs in annoyance, but drops the subject. You finally return to the Polis tower. To your surprise, you see many horses and riders right outside of the entrance. "What is this?" you mumble.
"I don't know," Octavia answers. "I'll go see if I can get some info. Stay here."
She leaves your side and approaches one of the men near the tower. They start to talk and you see Octavia's face fall. This can't be good.
She half walks, half runs back to you. "It's the Ice Nation." Her words stop all of your thinking. "They're here to see what the Commander's intentions with Mount Weather are now."
"Is the Queen here?" You try to seem nonchalant about your question so that Octavia doesn't sense anything wrong. However, she looks skeptical, but nods her head. "From what that guy said, she's especially looking forward to meeting you."
Oh, so am I.
Then, you see her. Mounted on a white horse with blue war paint under its eyes, she speaks with one of her warriors. Her commanding presence radiates as hot as a fire on your skin. It feels disgusting. Hatred erupts from your heart, and you don't know why. Well, you do, but you try to fool yourself as much as you can.
She turns her head and locks eyes with yours. Your blood runs cold, not because of fear, but because of the stare she gives you. It's a knowing stare. She knows. She knows exactly what you want. Then, she smiles. She smiles one of the most sinister smiles you've ever seen on a person.
"Clarke," Octavia nudges your shoulder. You blink a few times and look at her. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," you grumble. "Nothing."
the tragedy of 3x07 sparked my writing ideas. sorry its been a while fam. love this fandom.
also i thought that this whole ice queen plot was gonna go longer but whatever...hope you enjoyed! thanks for all the love
-juju :)
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