rebel!clarke

Her eyes wander over the brunette’s face and figure without rush – without thinking twice. She notices the large bruise on the charming cheekbone and how dirty her skin and clothes are, making Clarke purse her lips and chuckle throatily and quietly. As she settles her eyes on the green ones again, she crosses her arms on her chest and slips her tongue over her teeth. “So you are the one we’ve been trying to capture for more than a decade,” She says in a husky tone of voice, not once letting her gaze falter. Blue eyes contrast against pale skin and the princess finds herself temporarily lost in the color of them, staring like she is looking at something she is trying hard to analyze that remains just out of her grasp. They remind her of the sky, and each little white fleck in them is like a star. They are infinite looking and Lexa blinks a few times before she's finally able to start thinking clearly. Or; Lexa is a princess who has been sheltered through her life and Clarke is a part of the rebel movement to overthrow the corrupt monarchy.