The sound of her blood rushing around her head was all she could hear as she stared down at the body beneath her, she felt strangely numb as though she was looking through someone else's eyes. Maybe it was the shock of finding herself still alive or the surprise of just how easily she killed someone when she was angry enough. She studied the lifeless form taking note that Nia's gaze was staring above her left shoulder empty and unseeing.

Ding dong the witch is dead. Clarke thought to herself. Dead ... Nia was actually gone ... By her hand. She had taken away the Ice Nation's Queen ... Against all odds she had won. A huge part of her knew it was luck more than skill that secured her victory ... If Nia hadn't decided to mock Clarke before delivering the final blow then the blonde wouldn't of even had a chance to defend herself but she had and that had been the Ice Queens final mistake.

Still focusing on the blood surrounding her as she remained half leant over the still body and noticing it also covered her hands she felt a weird kind of facination with the red liquid ... The old Clarke would of retreated back in to a depressive state and felt guilty for taking a life but right now all she could think about was her people were safe ... Her fellow Ambassadors could no longer claim she was a weak leader for her people ... She had earned her spot in the Coalition ... She had been challenged by one of the most vicious members and had emerged victorious.

Lost in her thoughts for what felt like hours but could of been no more than a minute or so, her senses slowly returned to her bringing her gently from her daze, she could smell a copper tint in the air but also the scent of rain which continued to fall, a soft chanting sound met her ears and only when she focused did it become louder allowing her to hear the words from the crowd that still surrounded her.

"Wanheda! ... Wanheda! ... Wanheda!..."

Finally lifting her eyes from the lifeless form below her she scanned the people that surrounded her, their faces showing newfound respect as they continued to cheer for her, searching for familiar faces she was surprised to find Octavia grinning widely at her. When did she even get here? Next to her Indra offered her a slight nod before whispering something to her protégé and walking off. Conor was eyeing Clarke proudly his arms clasped behind his back and a small smirk playing across his lips.

Finally her eyes found the one person they had been seeking, if Clarke thought Connor had looked proud it was nothing compared to how Lexa was watching her. The Commander stood tall as thougn Clarke's victory had empowered her in some way, her chin raised and head held high and her eyes burned with a fierce pride as she studied the blonde from where she still stood on the raised platform.

Lexa raised an arm in to the air, silently calling for the crowd to quiet and they obeyed without question. "The Ambassador of the Sky People stands victorious! ... She has earned her right to live! ... And also earned the respect of her equals ... The Ice Queen however is dead!" At these words Lexa looked towards Prince Roan before continuing. "Long live the King."

Clarke stood from her potition and watched as Roan began to slowly walk towards the Commander, his eyes surveying Clarke until he nodded his head in an act of respect ... Barely keeping the grin off his face ... She had given him a new title which would allow him to return home ... That's all he ever wanted.

Clarke returned the gesture feeling a pang of confusion ... She had just killed his mother and yet he looked almost happy? There must be some severe mother-son issues in that family

Before he could take his place at Heda's side however a new voice rang through the silence. "Oh I don't think so somehow." Clarke searched for the voice that was calling out through the crowd and frowned as Ontari emerged glaring at Wanheda with nothing short of pure hatred. "In the unlikely event that my Queen died-"

Obviously not that unlikely seeing as she is laying at my feet and becoming colder with every passing second. Clarke thought to herself.

"-She left me with clear instructions on what was to happen next."

Clarke remembered the words uttered by the Queen moments before her death, a division of the Clans and the threat of a war ... A huge war, she needed to warn Lexa as soon as possible, her feet automatically moved towards her lover as soon as she had the thought causing Ontari to focus on her again and with even more venom in her glare than before, Clarke stopped in her tracks to return the look.

"Roan will not be King ... And he will certainly not be welcomed home." She sneered. "I have been chosen by my people and my Queen to be the next leader. I will continue her legacy ... I will keep my promises to her." Ontari continued her eyes burning in to Clarke's threateningly. "I will honour her memory and i will have revenge." She finished quietly enough that only Clarke heard her clearly.

Scoffing at the last comment Clarke raised an eyebrow dubiously, she had just killed a Queen like fuck was she going to let some mouthy girl think she could scare her now. Before the person in question could say anything about the blondes reaction to her words Roan stepped forward menacingly.

"What bullshit is this? ... I am next in line! Its my right to be King!"

"Not according to your mother." Ontari jibed.

"Well incase you hadn't noticed his mother isn't actually saying a whole lot at the moment ... Busy being dead and everything." Clarke interrupted watching as Ontari's hands balled in to fists.

"Or your people." The girl continued as though Clarke had not spoken. "They voted for me to be their Queen if anything happened to your mother ... They do not want you."

"Nia reigned with cruelty and controled with fear, if the vote happened when she was alive then the people would of voted the way she wanted them to, why dont you call for a new vote now ... See who the people really want to lead them?" Clarke suggested innocently, checking her nails for dirt as though the conversation didnt really concern her but inside she hoped it would be met with consideration ... If Roan were King then Ontari would have difficulty raising an army good enough to defeat Lexa and the Clans that would remain loyal to her.

Roan eyed Clarke gratefully, hope filled his chest ... If he could just convince his people that life under his rule would be better than what it was like with his mother he had a chance of going home. "I agree ... I will speak to my people."

"They are already my people!" Ontari snarled.

"We will see ..." He replied before walking away Ontari following quickly looking openly worried at the turn of events.

Tense silence filled the air, eyes slowly returning to Clarke again now that any distractions had left.

"... Now that you have witnessed victory ... Its time to feast!" Lexa called out, drawing more pleased cheers from the crowd as they began to disperse.

Two warriors approached Clarke and lifted the Ice Queens body removing it from her sight leaving behind nothing but a patch of red on the concrete floor... She didn't even spare a thought as to what would happen to it ... Couldnt bring herself to care. Connor cleared his throat to announce his presence.

"Hey Chihuahua you ok?"

"Yep." He replied simply. Placing a hand on her shoulder he gently steered her towards a medical tent. "The Commander wants your head wound looked at before the feast starts."

"Uh huh." Clarke nodded her agreement, she felt no pain but suspected once the adrenaline wore off it was going to hurt like a bitch.

"So you kicked arse huh?" Connor smiled as she answered with a shrug. "I think you did great Sky Girl, there was a few moments where i got a bit worried ... But you fought back ... Didn't give in ... All signs of a true warrior."

Clarke didn't mention the fact that she had just gotten lucky ... She didn't think she was going to share that with anyone. "I'm going to continue to train though ... Hone my skills ... Expand on my perfection." She grinned causing him to groan at her words and tilt his head back to the sky as if praying for her to stop referring to herself like that.

She silently cursed herself for being right when the throbbing of her head started as she was being stitched up ... Refusing pain relief thank you very much she had been informed alcohol would be available at the feast and she wanted to enjoy some. The sound of the tent flap lifting and falling back in to place drew her attention to the entrance and she smiled softly as Lexa's eyes scanned her body taking in the injuries.

"Commander."

"Ambassador." Lexa returned the greeting continuing with the formalities while the healer was still present, finishing up he ordered Clarke to make sure she didn't over do things before leaving the women alone.

As soon as his footsteps had faded Lexa closed the distance between them coming to a stop at the side of the bed. "So you won."

"Really? What gave it away?" Clarke joked.

Lexa ignored the teasing tone and ran her fingers softly across the blondes jaw smiling when she heard a sharp intake of breath. "I'm glad you did." She whispered leaning forward slightly brushing her lips softly against the blondes.

"Me too." Came the murmered reply.

Capturing her lips fully this time Lexa released a moan as Clarke returned the kiss eagerly, she had been so worried that the blonde would lose and be taken from her forever ... That she would never get to run her hands over that soft skin ... Kiss those perfect lips ... Wake up next to her in the mornings and watch her sleep soundly ... But she had defied the odds and come out on top, now Lexa never wanted to let her go. Running her fingers from the blondes jaw up to her hair she gripped it tightly keeping her in place so she could deepen the kiss. Her thumb made contact with the newly stitched injury causing Clarke to pull away with a hiss.

"I'm sorry." Lexa offered sincerely, silently scolding herself for not being more gentle.

"Not that i'm complaining but why are you here? I thought you would be at the feast already." She faked a gasp. "Or did you come here with the intention of seducing me while everyone else is distracted by food?"

Lexa chuckled and laced her fingers through Clarke's entwining their hands together. "The feast can not start without the guest of honour, i've come to escort you there."

"The great Commander lowering herself to such a menial task?" She said in mock outrage. "If your not careful people will start to talk."

Lexa studied the woman before her, the way she held herself with a new found confidence and gazed back at her with eyes brimming with humour. "Let them." She shrugged.

Chuckling Clarke drew the dark haired woman back against her and tilted her head up silently asking for another brush of lips. Lexa hesitated for a split second she knew she should inform her of what was happening back at Arkadia ... That there was trouble brewing ... Trouble that she had a chance of stopping if she volunteered to stand for Chancellor ... But she couldn't bring herself to say the words ... In her head she tried convincing herself she was keeping quiet so Clarke could enjoy her victory without any added worries but in her heart she knew she kept her silence only to keep Clarke close to her for a while longer, instead she lowered her lips and kissed the blonde once more gently this time so not to cause any more pain.

Reluctantly she pulled away after a few moments. "Come on, we should get to the celebrations."

Clarke nodded in agreement her eyes heavy lidded with lust. "Ok ... But first i need to tell you something."

She proceeded to fill the Commander in on everything Nia had said ... The war she had planned and Ontari's place in everything ... Their plans to overthrow Lexa's rule and take her place. When she had finished she was surprised to find Lexa smirking.

"I already had an inkling on what Nia was trying to do Clarke, she was not as sneaky and unpredictable as she liked to think. Don't worry i have it all under control ... Now its time to relax and forget your burdens for the night ... Now is the time for fun."

"And alcohol ... I was specifically promised alcohol."

Lexa laughed. "And alcohol."

When they made their way to the middle of the city there was already a party atmosphere,the rain had stopped and people were eagerly waiting for Wanheda and began cheering as soon as they spotted her. A drink was thrust in her direction and people gathered to be near her, she took a sip of her beverage pleasently surprised at the sweet taste and enjoying the burn it left in her throat ...definatly alcoholic. She listened to the praises of the people around her and joined in on the conversations.

An hour or so later Connor appeared at her side his eyes scanning the crowd looking for any threat against the woman he was protecting. "Enjoying your party?"

Clarke swallowed the rest of her drink before answering. "It has alcohol so what do you think?"

"I think you need to slow down if you want to make it to the end of the night." He smirked eyeing her now empty cup. "I don't really fancy carrying your unconsious arse all the way up to your room ... Sorry i mean Heda's room."

"Ok number one you should be honoured to be able to lay your hands on me Chihuahua and number two I have to sleep there my room was destroyed thank you very much."

"Please Clarke ...i'm short not stupid, your room was sorted the day after it was destroyed ... You just don't want to be away from the Commander."

Clarke was surprised at the information, Lexa never said her room was ready but then again she never even thought to ask, she was too busy enjoying her company and waking up next to her each morning. Frowning at Connor she made her way towards one of the stalls that held nothing but alcohol and a few bowls of food, she picked up a small orange pepper and went to take a bite but a hand swiftly held her wrist stopping her action.

"You don't want to do that. That is a very hot chilli, they are for a competition later to see who is brave enough to eat the most." Lexa grinned still not removing her hand instead she gently ran her thumb over Clarke's knuckles.

The moment was interrupted by Titus approaching them. "Commander Indra wishes to speak with you it sounded important best not to keep her waiting."

Clarke wanted to tell him to piss off, it was always him that popped up and ruined any moment they got together she settled for huffing loudly and rolling her eyes, Lexa shot her an apologetic glance and walked away leaving them alone. Titus had his back to her as he watched the brunette walk away. Clarke was suddenly struck with an idea the alcohol in her system egging her on, as quietly as she could she picked up one of the small chillies and pulled off part of the end squeezing the juice in to the cup of drink that was closest to Titus and rubbing the remaining part around the rim hoping he helped himself to that one.

He turned his gaze back to the blonde as soon as his Commander was out of sight, she forced an innocent expression on to her face as he picked up the chilli infused drink closest to him. "You fought well Wanheda ... I must admit i did not think you would win."

"I guess I'm just full of surprises."

"Hmmmm ... And now you get to return home, you are healed and no longer in danger ... Now you can stop being such a distraction."

Swallowing her anger at his words and tone she opted instead to just smile sweetly at him hoping he would hurry up and take a sip of his drink.

"Have you tried the chicken yet?" He asked in mock politeness.

"I lost my appetite actually."

"Just as well i suppose ... Its dry and tasteless."

"Matches your humour then doesn't it." She replied before she could stop herself.

He raised an eyebrow at her comment but said nothing raising his glass to his lips instead. Clarke turned and walked away knowing she would not be able to hide the smile that had already spread across her face, she had just reached Connor when a coughing fit drew everyones attention to the Flamekeeper that was now spluttering with a very red face his mouth wide open as if willing the air around him to soothe the fire on his tongue and in his throat.

A few people rushed forward thinking he was choking and started patting his back but he shrugged them off reaching for another drink and swallowing it all quickly, once he recovered he turned towards Clarke who was watching him with disinterest quietly sipping her own beverage. "You did this." He spat furiously.

"Did what?"

"You spiked my drink!"

"How did i do that exactly? You didn't even have a drink when you first started talking to me and you was watching me the whole time, unless i have some superpower that you know of?" She waited for him to say something else but he didn't reply just glared at her.

"That's what i thought ... So it couldn't of possibly been me." She finished innocently taking another sip to hide her grin.

Titus glared at the small crowd that was watching them both. "Whoever finds it funny to put chilli in to the drinks ... I suggest you stop because i will find out who finds it acceptable to act like a child."

He walked away without another word and Clarke chuckled quietly, turning to the side she found Connor watching her suspiciously. "You put the chilli in his drink didn't you."

"Totally." She shrugged. "The mans an idiot he deserves to be bought down every so often."

Connor laughed along with her. "I have a feeling its going to get boring around here when you go home."

"...Acually I'm thinking of staying. My people are safe, they don't exactly need me to be there, i can always visit if i feel like it ... I mean Lexa asked me to think about it ..."

"I certainly did, does this mean you accept my offer?" Came a voice from behind her.

Lexa stood there with a mixture of happiness and hope in her eyes making the blonde infront of her practically melt and want to give her anything that would keep her looking like that.

"Did no one teach you its rude to listen in on other people's conversations."

"Did no one teach you its rude to change the subject when someone asks you a question?" Lexa teased stepping closer. "Does this mean you'll stay? ... Here? ... With me?" She asked again quietly.

Clarke's eyes travelled to the Commanders lips wanting more than anything to taste them, the thought alone made her her heart speed up and desire to flood through her body.

"I don't think Chihuahua would be able to handle it if i left." She murmered.

Lexa smiled. "I don't think it would be just him that would be affected by your absence."

"Your right ...Titus would be upset too."

Lexa rolled her eyes at the comment but her breath caught in her throat at the look in Clarke's eyes as she leaned forward to whisper in her ear. "Why don't we go and finish the celebrations in your room?"

A/N I am so sorry for the delay I haven't really had the motivation to write lately but now I've got some ideas for the next few chapters this is another filler chapter to set things up for the next part of the story. Just a little warning the next chapter will be rated M so no readers under 18 pls hope you enjoyed it all so far and i'll have the next part done and uploaded in a few days. Thanks for all your reviews favourites and follows it really is appreciated. Until next time! X