《N A Y A T | the 100 ||bellamy blake》t w e n t y o n e
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"You ready?" Lyanna asked him, looking up at his hesitant face. He took a deep breath and nodded, Lyanna lifted her hand and Bellamy smiled, taking her hand and walking inside the tent. Jaha's face was on the screen as the two sat down, putting on the headphones.
"Mr. Blake, I've wanted to talk to you for some time now" Jaha spoke up as the two people appeared on the screen.
"Before you do, uh..I would like to say something chancellor" Lyanna said, meeting Bellamy's eyes before looking back at Jaha. "When you sent us down here... you sent us to die, but miraculously, most of us are still alive. A large part is because of him. Because of Bellamy"
Bellamy saw her, he couldn't believe it, from what Octavia had told him, and the days that he had been living with her, Lyanna did not seem like the kind of girl who contradicted an authority, nervous and quiet, trying to pass unnoticed. Lyanna gave Bellamy a small smile and looked back to the chancellor as she continued talking.
"He's one of us, he's our leader and he deserves to have his crime pardoned, just like the rest of us. I...committed a murder, I am a murderer, Bellamy is not, you are alive; If I am forgiven, he also, the laws in the Ark are clear; It's the same for everyone ".
" I appreciate your point of view Lyanna, but it's not that simple" Jaha answered.
"It is, If you want to know who on the Ark want's to see you dead" Bellamy spoke up and they both looked at each other for a second before back at the screen, hope filling both of them as Jaha looked like he was thinking about it.
"Bellamy Blake, you are pardoned for you're crime" He spoke up and they both gave a small laugh in relief and slight disbelief as Bellamy squeezed her hand in gratitude. "Now tell me who gave you that gun" Jaha demanded.
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After Bellamy had given him the name Shumway and the instructions he had given him. Jaha asked to wait a few seconds and left his seat, seeing that Jaha had disappeared Lyanna hugged Bellamy, and he did not hesitate to hug her back.
"You've done it Bell! , I'm happy for you "she said while smiling " And you will not have to leave "
"I told you anyway, I'm not going anywhere, Lya....But about what happened ... Dolly what the hell were you hallucinating?
Lyanna was silent a few seconds before speaking.
"You did not call me Dolly long ago" Bellamy was going to answer her but Lyanna interrupted him "About the hallucination ... Bellamy I know you want to know, but it's something ... you can not just say."
"They raped you in the ark?" He asked.
Lyanna did not look into his eyes , she opened her mouth to answer but another voice rose in the air.
"Lyanna?"
Lyanna and Bellamy turned to see and on the small screen they saw a man:
"Dad?"Lyanna asked in disbelief.
Jean Valjean.
"Papa." Lyanna sighed and moved closer to the screen.
"Lyanna, my child" the man smiled "Look at you, are you okay? Someone has done something to you?"
Lyanna smiled sadly.
"There are so many things that have happened .... how...how is Diago?"
The man was about to respond until his gaze fell on Bellamy and then into their entwined hands, Lyanna felt her cheeks burn and removed it quickly from Bellamy's.
"Bellamy, could you leave me alone with my father for a while, please?" Lyanna asked, and Bellamy nodded, leaving the tent.
"How's Diago?" Lyanna asked.
"Diago is fine, he misses you a lot"
"And I to him, dad I miss you a lot ... and I ... I ... I ..." Lyanna was with her father and she could not take it anymore as the tears began to fall "I saw how they tortured an innocent and I could not do anything dad, a little girl committed suicide in front of my eyes and I could not do anything .... I lost my grandma's necklace, and I just hallucinated to see my mother, this ... this is too..." she sobbed "I just hallucinate to be back in the ark and how they put their hands on my hips.." Lyanna covered her mouth to not give another sob "I just want you to come down.... I want to be with you and with Diago, pére. I want this nightmare to end."
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"Lyanna ... do you remember the stories I told you about Nymeria?" He asked, sad to see his daughter cry and not be able to take her in his arms.
"Nymeria The warrior princess Thousands of years ago, the warrior queen Nymeria crossed into Dorne from Essos, fleeing the dragonlords of Valyria. After she landed, she burned her ships, all 10,000 of them, so no cowards could slink home.. Dornish in spirit before she ever was in flesh" Lyanna remembered trying to hide another sob.
And you remember what you told me when I told you his story?
Lyanna smiled.
"Can I be a warrior princess like Nymeria?" she said remembering herself 6 years ago.
"The real battle is not on the battlefield, it's in your mind, you have to take care, okay?... in this world are those who play and those who see the game "
"Who should I be?" Lyanna asked.
The man smiled
"However much I want to tell you, that depends on you, daughter "
"Finn is here, and so is Octavia. There are good people here; Clarke Griffin, Monty, Jasper ... - Lyanna was going to tell someone else but bit her tongue, that's when her father noticed.
"And Bellamy Blake?" He asked.
"And Bellamy Blake," Lyanna agreed. "You do not look worried about him, that I'm his friend knowing that he shot the Chancellor"
"It's because I do not worry. I was just like him when I was young, Bellamy Blake is a good boy, he just did it for his sister, I know what he feels and if he is your friend, he is going to protect you and that keeps me calm."
"Thank you dad, I love you and miss you so much, I lost Grandma's necklace, it was the only thing I had left of her, besides the family ring"
"Do not feel guilty, Lya," he said. "Your grandmother is not in a jewel and a chain, she is in your heart and in the stars."
"I have to go, today has been a very stressful day ... I love you dad, tell Diago I miss him and I'm fine."
"Lya...you know I love you right? No matter what you say or what you do, I willl always love you, my winter flower"
"Daaaad"Lyanna smiled remembering her nickname winter flower
"I'm serious, whatever happens I would never stop loving you"
Lyanna nodeed.
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