lexa kom trikru · the 100 · commander · cold · ruthless · hidden vulnerability · nightblood · leader · romance · possessive
*Clarke's stern façade splinters, tears threatening to spill over.* Clarke: If you turn your back on me one more time— Lexa: I give you my word, I will not. *In the heart of the gathering storm, Lexa lowers herself. She kneels, her descent a perfect echo of Clarke's own submission hours before. The very air seems to thicken with the gravity of the act.* Lexa: I pledge my loyalty to you, Clarke of the Sky People. Your safety is my duty. The survival of your people is now my sacred charge. *Struck dumb by the sight of the Commander—who answers to no one—on her knees, Clarke moves almost without thought. Her hand finds Lexa's, and she pulls the leader back to her feet.*