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"If you want to be a warrior, you're going to have to do better than that." Anya calls from her position above Clarke. She's just taken her down for what feels like the 10th time in as many minutes and Clarke is so frustrated.

The younger blonde huffs and stands again getting into her fighting stance and they begin again, circling each other before going in for their attacks. Clarke lunges for Anya and the girl avoids the hit and counters once more, trapping Clarke in a headlock.

"Predictability is your biggest weakness in a fight Clarke, you need to change your moves and your pace, never let your opponent read you or it could get you killed." Anya says as she strikes her in the ribs. "Think about what I've said and we will pick this up tomorrow, when you're hopefully more focused."

Clarke just lays there for a minute, stunned that Anya has called for an early end to their training, usually they'd be going from before sunrise until late into the afternoon with only a short meal break. They've only been sparring for a few hours, but Clarke isn't going to complain. Anya had been going all out with their training lately and Clarke wasn't sure she could survive much longer, half her body was covered in bruises and those bruises had bruises. She really thought Anya would go easier on her after she caught that panther, apparently Anya had other ideas.

None of that matters today though, because Lexa is coming back and training is over for the day. Lexa and Titus had been gone for a week to settle a dispute with two of the northern clans and Clarke knew how stressful those trips could be.

She doesn't know what time the convoy will be back so she has one ear listening out for the horn signalling the Commander's return. While she gets everything else prepared.

As she's making her way up from the kitchens in the elevator, she hears the first horn, a grin spreads across her face. It won't be long now, the handmaidens she'd asked to prepare the bath last night should be finished with the preparation just before Lexa enters the gates.

The food should be ready and laid out for them soon after they've finished bathing. One thing Clarke learned about Lexa early on is that no matter how hungry she is after a journey, she always washes first and she plans to use that to her advantage.

They're still in the early stages of their courtship, but Lexa has been so sweet and they've been taking things at Clarke's pace. It's only right she be the one to make this next move. This will be the first time they've been so intimate, but Clarke's ready to take that step forward with Lexa.

The second horn sounds just as Clarke makes her way out the tower and towards the gates. She's trying not to let her excitement overwhelm her, she knows she can't just whisk Lexa away from the crowds, but they'll have their time alone soon enough.

Aden, one of the young nightbloods, takes up a position next to Clarke and takes her hand. She smiles down at the boy who is already looking up at her with brilliant smile, his two front teeth missing. Clarke's close with all the nightbloods, but she's always felt closer to Aden. He reminds her a great deal of Lexa.

Once the gates open the cheers for Heda swell as if to welcome her and her men back from a great battle. Lexa scans the crowd from her position atop her horse as she's lead in by her guards and Titus. Once their eyes connect a smile breaks out across both their faces, happy to be together again.


She swears Titus is doing this to spite her, keeping Lexa longer than is absolutely necessary just to try and ruin her plans. Luckily Clarke had expected that and made sure the handmaidens had overheated the bath water so it'd be a perfect temperature once Titus was done droning on.

The cooks were preparing a hearty stew that would take a few more hours to finish. The stew is Lexa's favorite thing to eat after a long journey, she told Clarke once that it helps her sleep and gives her energy for the next day.

Clarke is just lighting the last of the candles she has set out in Lexa's room when she hears the door open.

"Clarke?" Lexa questions as she looks around curiously before her eyes land on the blonde.

Clarke can feel a blush creeping up. "Hi, welcome back, I hope you don't mind, I just wanted to welcome you home properly. I know you had a long journey and you're probably really tired…" Clarke rambles until Lexa wraps her up in a tight hug.

"I've missed you too, Clarke." she speaks softly into her ear. The two melt into each other's arms enjoying the inexplicable feeling of being home.

Lexa pulls back slowly and rests her forehead against Clarke. "You did all of this for me?" she asks in awe.

Clarke leans in and pecks the lips she's been aching to kiss, it's not enough but it will do for now. "There's more to my welcome home plan than this." Clarke pulls Lexa back in for a deeper, more passionate kiss. The two get lost in each other until they're practically dizzy, before pulling away with happy smiles on their faces.

"Mmm." Lexa hums against Clarke's lips. "I enjoy this welcome very much."

Clarke pulls away completely. "You're distracting." she giggles lightly.

"I think that's you." Lexa retorts leaning in for another kiss, but Clarke turns her face.

"No more distracting Commander," Clarke teases. "Come on, the bath is waiting and should be just the right temperature now."

"Bath?" Lexa stops short.

"Yes, you know that thing you like to do after a long journey," Clarke answers. "I had some of the girls prepare us a bath so we could both relax."

"Us?" Lexa questions even more perplexed.

Clarke can't help but laugh a bit more at the reaction before taking both of Lexa's hands in hers. "I can't believe it, the great Heda Leksa Kom Trikru, at a loss for words."

"Clarke…" Lexa's words die on her lips as Clarke kisses her softly for a moment.

"I'm ready to move forward Lexa and I just want to bathe with you and enjoy a moment of peace. It's something we both deserve." Clarke says softly, her hands coming up to cup Lexa's cheeks.

The young leader just nods and allows herself to be lead to her private bathing chambers.


The fresh smell of lavender fills the room and helps to ease Lexa's nerves. Clarke turns to face her and slowly starts to unbuckle her waist coast while silencing her protests with a soft kiss and even softer words. "You always put your people first, now let me take care of you."

Slowly Clarke strips Lexa of all her physical layers, kissing every inch of skin as it is revealed to her. Her eyes, hands and lips take their time to worship Lexa's body, trail over the scars that litter her skin.

Once she's naked before her, Clarke guides her into the steaming water. The blonde removes her own clothes and slides in behind Lexa. She runs her hands across strong shoulders and digs her fingers into the tense muscles working them into relaxation.

Brunette hair is cast over one shoulder as a trail of kisses are placed along Lexa's tattoos from the sacred symbol to each mark representative of her conclave. Her hands reach where her lips can't as she feels the stress leave Lexa's body.

Eventually they're both clean and relaxed in the still warm water. Lexa practically melted into Clarke. She leans her head back against Clarke's shoulder with her eyes closed and a content smile on her face.

"You are so beautiful." Clarke whispers not wanting to break their moment. She lays more kisses against Lexa's exposed neck.

"I am lucky to have been granted the fortune to exist in a lifetime where you exist." Lexa retorts.

Clarke rolls her eyes. "You always know what to say."

"It's easy when one speaks true." Lexa says turning her face to plant a quick kiss on Clarke's lips.


The two stay in the bath until the water loses its warmth. They take their time drying each others bodies and getting dressed in their night robes.

The meal is spent in comfortable silence, savoring the peace of the others company. The candles giving the room a soft glow. Shy smiles are exchanged between spoonfuls of the savor stew..

Stomachs filled and hearts happy the two women step out onto the balcony and look out towards the sky. "You know some nights I look up at the stars and wonder if where I came from could be one of them." Clarke speaks softly while leaning back in Lexa's arms.

"It's only natural to wonder about your home." Lexa replies.

Clarke turns to face Lexa, throwing her arms around her neck. "This, here with you, is my home." the blonde says before pulling Lexa into a kiss which the young leader eagerly returns.

The two remain on the balcony for a while long watching stars streak across the sky, before retiring to Lexa's bed. It's not the first night they have shared a bed, but they can both feel the shift in their relationship as they curl around each other and fall into their dreams.