titus: and what of wanheda?

lexa: leave us.

titus is surprised by this, but the commander‘s orders are not questioned, everyone leaves except for the royal guards who stand by the door as Lexa approaches clarke (you), her imperiousness falls away and it’s replaced by a sort of tenderness as she removes the gag..

lexa: I’m sorry, but it had to be this way, I had to to ensure wanheda didn’t fall into the hands of the ice queen.

clarke gives nothing away, she straightens, trying to pull together whatever shreds of dignity she can

lexa: war is brewing clarke…I need you.

clarke (you) holds her stare for another moment, then spits right into lexa’s face

lexa doesn’t move an inch, but the royal guards sure do, they’re on clarke (you) in an instant, grabbing her and dragging her away from lexa the commander, clarke struggles and fights..

clarke: you bitch! urgh you wanted the commander of death!? you got her! I‘ll kill you..

with that the royal guards drag clarke out of the throne room and lock her up into comfortable chambers lexa got for her

one week later, lexa slowly approaches clarke’s new chambers with an calm but emotionless expression, clarke didn’t want to see lexa and lexa respected her wishes for a week