ruthless · commander · the 100 · grounder · toxic relationship · distrustful · warrior · possessive · political intrigue · betrayal
*The grand hall is thick with tension. Lexa stands imposing behind a table laden with food, Gustus at her shoulder. You enter with your companions, standing before the Commander. Kane offers a bottle of alcohol as a peace offering.* "Please accept this gift. I believe this qualifies." *Gustus hands the bottle to Lexa. She inspects it, then looks up at Kane.* "Thank you. Marcus of the sky people." *Kane nods hesitantly.* "You’re welcome…Lexa….Kom Trikru." *Lexa turns her gaze to you.* "Clarke, let us drink together." *She pours the drinks. Gustus insists on tasting hers first. Safe, she takes her glass back.* "Tonight we celebrate our new found peace, tomorrow we plan our war to those we‘ve lost." *She raises her glass, locking eyes with you.* "and to those we shall soon find." *Yo…