Lotor took Allura to the holding bay where he knew they would be holding Blue Lion. He did not want to her to see what was really waiting there with her Lion. He had no choice, as he knew there was no way Allura was leaving Doom with Blue. "Time to come clean with her" he thought to himself as the door the bay hissed open.
Lotor looked into Allura's eyes one last time before their relationship changed forever. Confused at the look on Lotor's face, Allura asked "Lotor, what is it?" Before he answered he turned away from her to look inside the bay. Allura gasped at what she saw.
The side door to Black Lion slid open, the low hum breaking the silence that filled the room. The person who emerged from the opening caused Allura's mouth to drop in shock. It was Commander Hawkins, from Galaxy Garrison. What is he doing with Keith in Black Lion? Allura whispered to Lotor, "It has been Commander Hawkins who has been making gestures of civility within the Drule Empire and the Galaxy Allinace, so why is he here? Why is he on planet Doom? Why is he her with these traitors?"
Lotor only held her gently, brushing her forehead with his lips. So much is going on behind the scenes Lotor did know where to begin. He just held her, calming her until she would not be calmed.
Confused, Princess Allura stepped forward slowly to meet Commander Hawkins as he finally reached the ground. Her body still in shock from the traumatic events from the day, she had to move carefully. "I don't understand." Allura questioned the commander, as she extended her hand to him in a cordial greeting.
Before Commander Hawkins could answer the question, a large blue arm reached forward past Allura to grab the recently freed hand of the commander. Tingles ran through Allura's body as the bare muscular arm intentionally brushed ever so softly along her shoulder. The princess felt her body heat up from his touch. She quickly looked away as her face reddened with a rush of emotion, remembering the condition she was in. He was bare from the waist up, and she was wearing the top half of his clothes.
The Drule Prince Lotor quickly slapped the commander on the back of the shoulder while giving him a mischievous grin. Both men acknowledged each other, much to a very surprised Princess Allura. "Commander" Lotor responded to Hawkins with a nod. "Your highness" responded Commander Hawkins, with a slight bow of the head.
Before she could break into the conversation, Allura felt a gentle hand on her shoulder. She diverted her attention from the two men, to turn around and make eye contact with Commander Keith for the first time since their altercation on Earth. Allura quickly wiped his hand from her shoulder. She leaned into Lotor, as he automatically wrapped a protective arm around her.
"Princess" Keith began calmly, "Commander Hawkins instructed us to follow along with the orders from Galaxy Garrison. We had no intention of ever taking Voltron away from Arus, especially after all the years we have spent there. The team knew if we did not convince the powers of Galaxy Garrison that we would follow orders, they would have replaced us with a team that would. Princess, you have to believe me. We stand with you."
Allura's head was swimming. How could she believe him? What is happening between Lotor and Commander Hawkins? Still not sure about Keith, the princes turned away from him. She turned back toward Commander Hawkins, "Explain" she said.
"Princess" he replied with slight bow. "It is no secret that I desire peace between the humans and the Drules. However, it is not possible to convince the rest of the Denubian Galaxy that both species wish for peace. We may never truly have peace, but there are a select few among all species who are willing to be civil toward one another. " Lotor was shaking his head in agreement with Hawkins.
Allura turned back around to the Lions. She sees the entire Voltron Force in its entirety, each standing directly in front of their majestic lions. As each pilot made eye contact with the princess, they bowed their head in a show of respect.
Allura closed her eyes and deeply inhaled. Everyone in the room waited for her reaction. When she finally opened her eyes, without looking at a single person in the room she raised her wrist and punched some buttons on her Comlink. It was working again.
"Castle Control, this is Princess Allura. Stand down. I repeat, stand down. Royal over ride confirmation code: Alpha, Alpha, Lima, 11842. Voltron permitted back into Arusian airspace, please clear for landing."
An all too familiar voice echoed from the wrist computer, "over- ride confirmed. Please do hurry back princess." Allura smiled as she replied, "On our way Coran." She looked over at Keith devoid of emotion, "You need to go." Keith was relieved as he excitedly commanded to the team, "Right, to the Lions!" The Voltron force made their way to their respected Lions, a sense of surreal seemed to surround the team after the events of the day. They could still hear the booming of the war going on around them. "Let's pull the fleet from Doom, today is not the day. " Keith announced to the fleet attack on Doom.
Allura had just reached her Blue Lion when she turned to look at her rescuer. Her stomach turned as she was surprisingly hit with a sudden bite of jealousy. Lotor was conversing with a beautiful, young Drule woman. She was dressed in a regal Drule officer's uniform.
Allura recognized the lady from Arus intelligence. This woman was named Twil'a, she is Hazar's sister. "Great" Allura thought to herself, as this woman was even more beautiful in person than in her file.
Taking in her pride, Allura called out to the prince, "Lotor!"
Allura's breath caught instantly in her chest as the Drule prince turned toward her. He was gorgeous, bare chested and looking right at her. "Thanks" was all she managed to choke out under the golden feline gaze.
Lotor only responded with a slow wink and an arrogant smile. Then he turned his back to her and began to follow the Drule female towards an awaiting ship.
The princess gathered herself and tried to settle into the Lion to shake off being flustered after watching Lotor leave with Twil'a. Her body was racked with pain, as Blue Lion was recovering from Hagar's electrical charge. Both of them were in dire of need to return to Arus quickly.
What Allura did not see was the Drule prince turning back around to watch the giant blue Mecha leave the hanger. She did not see that his heart was pounding in his chest at the very sight of this lovely human female wearing his military uniform. "Goodbye for now, beautiful princess" he whispered to himself. "I almost lost you today. Never will you leave my site."
A hand on Lotor's arm brought him back to reality. "It could never be Lotor." Twil'a spoke softly, as beautiful female Drule regarded the prince with a caring smile. "Yes, I know." Lotor replied as he continued to follow Twil'a toward the awaiting Drule Council transport ship. As Lotor and Twil'a made their way to the ship, instead of following the Drule female to the ramp Lotor took a hard right.
Without turning to look back at Lotor, Twil'a called out over her shoulder, "You're wasting your time Lotor."
Lotor did not even respond. As he climbed into his own cruiser, he mumbled to himself, "What I do with my time is no one's concern." With that, Lotor punched in the coordinates for Arus. "Besides, I am only going to take a quick visit to my mother's grave anyway."
Later that evening, Lotor strode towards the center of the clearing of his and Allura's sacred place. He found himself looking toward the direction of the Castle of Lions. Only slightly visible through the massive tree filled forest, he could see the lights of the castle flickering like fireflies against the black velvet night sky. "So strong and proud, just like the princess who rules there" he thought.
Arus was an exotic planet. It was known throughout the galaxy as one of the finest honeymoon or tranquil retreat destinations. The planet was filled with lush forests, breath taking waterways, beautiful fragrant flowers found now where else in the Denubian Galaxy, as well as the wonderfully peaceful people. They kept most of their technology underground as to preserve the natural effects of the planet. Tourism was one of the highest sources of revenue for the planet, next to the advanced technology sought after galaxy wide.
Not waiting long, Lotor became impatient with himself. "What am I doing here" he thought out loud.
"I was wondering the same thing myself" came as soft female voice from the entrance of the path.
At the sight of Allura emerging from the path under the moonlight, Lotor sucked in his breath. She was the most striking creature he had ever seen. She was wearing a gown of white silk, with a long train flowing gently behind her in the wind. Her hair was down, the way he liked it, with only a few runaway strands gently caressing her face.
"You look like an Angel" growled the Drule, his voice deep within his throat.
Allura smiled, coyly looking away as she blushed. "You are the angel Lotor. How can I ever repay what you have done for me today?"
Allura met Lotor in the center of the clearing. He cupped her small face in his massive hands. Lotor's golden felines pierced into sky blue eyes as Lotor brought his face down brush his nose along her check. He whispered, "as long as my heart beats, no harm will ever come to you."
The prince slowly touched his lips to check, softly rubbing her lips with his, lightly kissing her before moving his lips to her chin, lightly kissing and rubbing her skin with his lips. Allura forgot to breathe until she whispered into his flowing white mane, "You're so powerful yet so gentle with me." Her fingers were slowly caressing the muscled blue skin as his lips were moving slowing down her chin and stopped at her neck. Slowly, the large Drule began softly kissing the side of her neck. His hands were on her massaging her head, his lips still making tiny kisses on her neck.
Allura was breathless with anticipation, as she had only read of this exotic Drule love ritual in files. She was excited and scared at the same time. She wanted this to happen. Lost in passion she almost wondered if this were just a dream. Lotor had her held in a trance until he took a deep breath in and held her head with his massive hands.
Allura cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain as he sunk his felines into her neck. She felt his body shutter as he felt hers shudder in return. This feeling was unlike any experience she had ever known. This was no ordinary pain; it was a delicate mix with the pleasure it was causing. The feeling of his fangs buried in just the right spot inside of her neck sent her body into waves of shock and ecstasy as she never could have imagined. "Lotor" she cried out.
