Another World - Clexa/Supercorp

Assassination Attempts and Unexpected Friends

Kara

Everyone had been focused on Lexa's conversation with Queen Nia, that no one noticed the Ambassador reaching for a knife. Kara hadn't noticed the movement, she had heard his heartbeat. Despite how calm the man looked, his heart rate picked up moments before throwing the knife.

Kara had moved before anyone noticed, grabbing the knife before it got too close to Clarke. Everyone looked confused, even Clarke and Lexa. Kara held the knife tightly behind her back, crushing the metal blade.

"Guards!" Lexa was advancing on the Ice Nation Ambassador, while her guards stepped from behind to restrain him. "You dare bring a weapon into Polis and try to murder my guest?!" Lexa was pulling her sword from her hip.

"I'm afraid you must be seeing things Heda, I see no weapon here." The Ambassador was smug. He may not know what happened, but he was going to take advantage of it anyway.

Kara looked to Clarke, a silent question hanging between them; does she come forward? Kara didn't look at Lexa or the others in the room, not until Clarke nodded at her. The movement was slight, but it was enough for Kara.

"Commander." Kara's voice turned everyone's attention on her, including Queen Nia's.

"Yes?" She wasn't happy about being interrupted, Kara could tell from the way her heart beat harder in her chest.

"His knife." Kara stepped forward, pulling the knife from behind her back, showing the crushed metal for all to see. Everyone in the room's posture changed, each of them defensive and cautious of the woman who had silently been watching the meeting.

Lexa watched Kara step forward, a moment of ease at knowing someone else was looking out for Clarke. "Hand me the knife please." The Commander held out her hand for the knife. The guards that had formed a vague protective circle around Lexa moved to let her come forward.

Handing the knife to Lexa, she watched as The Commander looked at the hilt and sniffed the blade. "Poison. This is indeed his blade. Take him to the cells." The guards holding the Ambassador began dragging him backwards.

Lexa

Turning to Queen Nia, Lexa dropped the knife on the floor by her feet. Queen Nia no longer looked smug, thankfully, it seemed she had counted on Clarke being killed by her Ambassador. Despite everything in her screaming her to check that Clarke was truely breathing, Lexa knew she couldn't. To do so would be weak.

"Queen Nia, I'm afraid you are going to need another Ambassador. Unless, you would like to admit your involvement in this plot now?" Lexa knew her answer, she never got her hands dirty.

"I cannot admit to an such a thing. It would seem that my Ambassador decided to make an attempt on Wanheda's life on his own accord. Although, I would not have been upset should he have succeeded." Queen Nia was leading them on in a circle back to Clarke's life.

"Taking Wanheda's power does not help us should we have to fight a war with Skaikru. If you disagree, issue the challenge." Never had she issued the challenge before, none of them had dared.

Queen Nia shook off the guard holding her down, pushing herself to her feet. "I issue the challenge." Several gasps echoed through the room from the Ambassadors.

Titus stepped forward, "The challenge has been issued. A fight to the death, Queen Nia choose your gona." The flamekeeper refused to look at his Commander.

"I choose my son, Prince Rowan of Azgeda." Muttering accompanied the gasps, the idea that Queen Nia would choose her banished son to fight for her begged the question; where was he?