Clarke's dream and Lexa's words echoed and kept Clarke from returning the sleep. She rose and dressed, stuffed her sleep clothes in her saddlebag, and picked up it and her satchel. She walked to the picket line where the horses were tied and dropped her gear so she could get her horse's saddle. The guard offered to saddle her horse, but Clarke did it herself.

She fastened the saddlebag, fixed her satchel across her body, and led the horse clear of the others before mounting. All she had to do was follow the road. The others would catch up. She was about to leave when the leader of the Azgeda forces approached.

"Wait for guards," he instructed, and she saw two hurrying behind him.

"Send word if you stop for the night and don't let Jaha get away."

"Of course, Wanheda."

"You've done a good job," she told him. "Finish it the same way and I will make certain to tell Heda."

He nodded, and they waited silently for Clarke's guards to prepare their horses. A few minutes later, they were behind Clarke, waiting for her order to move.

"Travel safely, Wanheda."

"You, too," she said, and tapped her horse's sides with her heels.

Clarke set a quick pace. There was no traffic to impede them. The horses knew they were nearing home and didn't resist the pace Clarke set. She didn't bother trying to talk to the guards. None of them ever answered except to acknowledge an order.

They stopped at mid-morning to water the horses, and one of the guards offered her some fruit and bread. Clarke took it and ate while the horses drank, and they were soon back on the road. The landmarks were familiar to Clarke. She traveled the road between Arkadia and Polis enough times that she knew the route.

They stopped again in the afternoon. By then, Clarke could see the outline of Polis in the distance. The horses drank and grazed while Clarke and her guards ate. She washed her hands, face, and neck in the cool water of the stream before they mounted to make the last push.

Shortly before supper time, Clarke and her guards entered the gates. They passed through without being searched. Clarke left her horse at the stable, got her saddlebags, and thanked the groom who would take care of her mare. "Give her an apple," Clarke said.

The groom nodded and smiled. He patted the horse's neck before leading her into the stable.

Clarke started for the tower and detoured toward the market. It was more likely she would catch Raven in her shop, she thought, and was surprised to find it locked up. She headed back toward the tower.

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Murphy traveled as quickly as he could, and reached Polis on the day Clarke was scheduled to return. He went to the Azgeda suite and found someone's things in his room. He dropped his pack just inside the door and walked to the market to get a meal and kill time. When he returned to the tower, he went to Skaikru's floor. He found Miller, Bryan, Harper, and Monroe working to rearrange the roommates as Clarke asked. Murphy sat down and gave them a hand. When they looked at him, he reminded them, "I work for Clarke, too."

After that, they accepted his help, and accepted him. It was a strange feeling for Murphy. On the Ark and after they landed, he never felt welcome anywhere. Now, he could have a place in Polis and had a place in Azgeda, and willingly followed Clarke Griffin, Sky Princess, Wanheda.

They talked for a while after they finished, and returned to the Azgeda suite later.

Clarke arrived not long after, and smiled when she saw him. "Wasn't expecting you so soon."

He got up and took the case holding A.L.I.E. from her. "I wouldn't miss this for anything. Where's Jaha?"

"Still on the way here, but he'll be put in a cell."

"What're you going to do to him?"

"I don't know yet. I need to talk to Ontari and Skaikru. I think his punishment should be Skaikru's choice."

"As long as I get my hit, I don't care what happens to him."

"Good. Can you keep an eye on the case while I get cleaned up?"

"Yeah. Who's using my room?"

"Raven. Do you want to stay here or with Skaikru?"

"My orders from His Majesty still stand. You're my responsibility."

"OK, we'll figure something out."

Ontari entered the room but stopped when she saw Murphy. "Skaiskat."

"Commander," he answered, and inclined his head.

"Leave us."

Murphy looked at Clarke. She looked at Ontari, saw a hint of green in her eyes, and sighed. "Murphy, can you give us some time?"

"Yeah, no problem. I'll go eat with Skaikru."

"Thanks. I'll make sure the sleeping arrangements are squared away when you get back."

"My stuff's in my room, so put it wherever I'll be."

"Thanks, Murphy."

He nodded at her, and again at Ontari, and left.

"What did you find?" Ontari asked.

"A.L.I.E.," Clarke answered and pointed at the case. "Or some version of her. Raven should be able to tell us more."

"I do not want the Skaiskat near you."

"He has orders from Roan, too, Ontari."

"I will protect you."

Clarke sighed. "I want Raven to stay, and Murphy's staying, too. Can we get another bed in the other room or should I move to Roan's room temporarily?"

"You will move to Haihefa's room."

"OK. Can you start moving things while I get cleaned up? I smell like horse sweat."

"Sha."

"Mochof." Clarke started for her room, stopped and turned back to face Ontari, who approached her. She could still see the green tinge in her brown eyes. "I'm fine. I wasn't threatened. There was no chance for me to be injured."

"We missed you."

"I'm glad to be home."

Ontari smiled, but it was Lexa who said, "You missed the bath."

Clarke laughed on the way to her room. She grabbed some comfortable clothes and went to the bathroom. Clarke was thrilled to fill the tub with hot water. It eased her sore muscles, and she soaked for several minutes before beginning to clean herself.

When she finished bathing, she went to find Ontari. She was moving an armful of clothing into Roan's room. "Can I help?"

"This is the last of it," Ontari answered. "Dinner will be here soon."

"Mochof. I'll put Murphy's bag in his room.

"It is still your room, Clarke."

"It's his for now," she answered on her way out the door.

Clarke put Murphy's pack on the foot of the bed and went out to the common room. The case holding the A.I. sat discreetly in a corner, out of the way until they needed it. Ontari joined Clarke. "You arrived sooner than expected."

"The guards are bringing Jaha and the rest. Jaha should be here tomorrow, the others a day or two after."

"What do you wish to do with Jaha?"

"I know the final decision is yours, but I think Skaikru should have a say. He might talk honestly to my mom, especially if he thinks it will save his sorry skin."

"You do not wish him to live?"

"No. He made a lot of mistakes that cost hundreds of people their lives because he believed he was the only one who should decide who lived. He's never answered for any of the things he did. But the final decision shouldn't be mine alone."

"Send your mother to speak to him."

"I need to talk to her first, so she knows what to ask."

Ontari nodded. "And the others?"

"Their chips were removed and they'll move in to Skaikru's floor. When you decide what's going to happen to us, we'll deal with it."

"I still do not know what to do. You lack the skills to survive on your own, but you have much information that can help all of us."

"You could talk to them. I'm sure some of them have ideas about what they'd like to do."