(The Sun nation)
Summary : After receiving an unexpected proposal from the Sun nation, a small group of skypeople leave for Delphis, the capital of the grounder’s sun nation clan. Reluctantly, Abby and Marcus agreed to a fallacious plan to prevent any diplomatic incident. A plan which will make them realize that the tension between them might be a little more sexual than they thought…
Autor’s notes : This fic takes place after the season 2. No city of light, no Pike, no kabby kiss for now, nothing of the season 3. This is a crack fic, so it could be a little “out of character” even if I do my best to keep their personality.
Clarke had leave the camp for some months, but she is back now.
Chapter 3 :
The door opened on a vast and sumptuous room. For a second Abby wondered if she was dreaming. When she was a child, back on the Ark, she had read a lot of books with Callie. The latter’s favorite was called «The tale of Arabian nights» and the chancellor felt as if she had been transported into the tale. The colors, the lights, were exactly as she would have imagined it. A large carpet was covering almost all the room and a circle shaped couch took up center stage. Long violet curtains were blowing lightly in the wind and little curls of smoke which smelt like rose, were invading her sense.
Abby took a deep breath and walked in. She let her fingers brush along the top of a wicker armchair and then along the edge of a dressing table. Everything in this city seemed almost unreal. The marks of time and of the nuclear war were still visible, whether it be because of a crack on a vase or because of a half-collapsed wall, but it didn’t diminish the beauty of the room.
The chancellor slipped then between two long curtains where a door used to be and walked into another room with a big canopy bed. Abby heard Clarke exchange a few words with the maid but she didn’t even bother to try to understand what they were saying because she was too busy enjoying her new bedroom. She looked at the silk sheets and she felt as if they were calling for her. It seemed so comfortable that she had to restrain herself from crawling immediately under it.
«Mom, Sonia said that there was a hot bath waiting for you in the other room. Another maid is coming to help you dress when you’re ready,» Clarke told her from the corridor.
Abby frowned a little and came back to the main room.
«Thank her for me, but tell her that I don’t need help,» she answered, looking at her daughter.
«That’s what I said but she insisted. She said that you won’t be able to put on the dress the queen prepared for you alone,» the girl answered, shrugging.
«I have a change clothes in my bag, tell–» Abby objected again but her daughter’s look made her shut up.
She couldn’t refuse a gift from their host. She had just declined the prince’s proposal, she could at least wear a grounder’s outfit, and it couldn’t be a big deal.
«Okay,» she sighed before offering a nod toward the grounder girl.
«See you later,» Clarke said with a soft smile on her lips.