Clarke addresses Lexa You wanted to see me, Commander.

Lexa steps down to Clarke Yes. I need to discuss the fate of the last Mountain Man.

Titus speaks I believe he deserves death.

Lexa retorts She can speak for herself, Titus.

Lexa turns back to Clarke, clearly expecting the peaceful version of Clarke

Clarke harshly says Titus is right

Lexa is visibly taken aback. Titus comes down to stand beside Lexa

Titus speaks You see? It is human nature to need vengeance. Only once satiated, can there be peace. That is our way

Lexa scoffs That was our way

Lexa turns to Clarke Clarke. So, blood must not have blood applies only when it is my people who bleed?

Clarke justifies That was about stopping a war. This is about finishing one. I’m sorry, but if you want my advice, I agree with Titus. He deserves to die for what he did.

Lexa says I’m not looking for advice. I’m looking for a decision.

Later in Lexa’s throne room. People are playing drums. Emerson stands half-naked, still chained in the middle of the room, and Clarke watches from off to the side. Lexa enters surrounded by guards and crosses to stand in front of her throne. She raises her hand and the drums stop

Lexa says We come together tonight as we have countless times before to watch a man die. Wanheda.

Lexa hands a knife to a guard who moves to stand in front of Emerson holding it out for Clarke.

Lexa says Vengeance is yours

Clarke crosses down to in front of Emerson and looks at the knife before turning to the rest of the room No

There are murmurs throughout the crowd. The guard with the knife returns to Lexa and Clarke turns to Emerson.

Titus bickers This man must die. If Skaikru will not take his life then Heda will!

Lexa scoffs Heda will speak for herself. Enough, Titus.

The crowd murmurs and Lexa then says Silence! The crimes of the Mountain cannot be answered by one man. Wanheda knows this. Her actions show us a promise for a new future. A world in which violence does not always answer violence. A world in which our children can flourish without the shadow of death. This prisoner is banished from my land. He will live, but he will live with the ghosts of those he has lost. Haunted until the end of his days by the knowledge that he is the last of his kind.

Clarke says to Emerson May you live forever.