In completely different parts of their own individual worlds,

There are two strong hearted girls,

Who only wanted to protect their worlds,

Lexa is full of complete power,

But her heart is locked up in a tower,

Her face as cold as stone,

But she dreads with that heart being alone.

Her duties as Heda,

Is something she never dreamed of,

Waking up one day,

With burden on her shoulders that never seemed to stray,

Each soul of every Heda with her,

She truly didn't seem to have enough power,

Because she herself, was locked away in that tower.

She's the commander of the twelve clans,

And everyone followed her every demand,

Each hit of a war drum,

Each twitch of her impatient jaw,

Stumbling upon herself until she's to a crawl,

This Heda could have ruled a thousands suns,

But bowed before a singular star.