Clarke: “I don’t want the next commander, I want you.”
And in that moment you can see Lexa’s heart breaking again, knowing that this is the one thing she cannot give Clarke.
She relishes in the touch of her lover, only mere hours ago were they pressed against each other, yesterday’s hopeful prayer of “not yet” had turned into “I can’t pretend any longer that I don’t love you”
And with her last breath, she kissed Clarke, letting go of the girl who had grown to mean everything to her, only letting go with the hopeful promise that her sacred vow to Clarke would be left unbroken
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