From a distance, the planet they were heading toward looked a lot like Arus. The sky was a lighter blue, and the oceans were a bright turquoise. The closer the ship approached, the more stunning the view. Allura was breathless with anticipation as she peered out of the window at the planet.

Lotor smiled. "Newly acquired, it's my personal favorite" he added as he watched his princess with pride. "You are so beautiful, it reminds me of you. In fact, I might rename it Allura." Allura and Lotor both shared a laughed, "I don't think so" Allure responded lightheartedly.

The landing platform was ready for them. Allura nervously turned around to give him a smile. "It is a beautiful planet" she whispered as she turned back to the take in the setting as they landed. The trip had been uncomfortably quiet for both of them.

Allura was placing her complete trust in this Drule Prince that she has known all of her life. This Prince has also been unusually distant towards her on this trip, making her a little weary about this decision though only briefly. Allura trusted Lotor with her life, she owed him that many times over.

As the couple made their way through the private entrance to a very old castle, Lotor stopped and placed his hand under Allura's chin. Her chest began to rise and fall with heaviness of her breath. Staring into her eyes he softly raised her face to his, bringing his lips to gently brush hers. He ran his lips along her cheek, making their way to gently touch her ear lobe he whispered "Marry me Allura."

Allura gasped "Lotor! Do you really mean this?"

"I've been thinking about what you said, Allura." Lotor was rubbing his fangs teasingly along the princess's neckline, causing tingles to run up her body. Knowing exactly what he was doing to do, he continued "I have a priest waiting for us at the royal cathedral. We can really be together Allura. We only have to keep it hidden until the war is over. Then your planet and my independent systems will make a great alliance. Let's go to the priest, right now." The whispers of his breath on her neck were intoxicating.

Sadly Allura pulled away from the trance he was putting her in. Unshed tears began forming in her eyes as Allura placed her hand on Lotor's, sadly shaking her head. "Lotor, we can't. Arus will never accept a Drule King. You would not let me denounce my thrown. Have you changed you mind?" She was looking desperately into his face; the silence was breaking her heart.

Lotor only smiled his arrogant handsome smile, "They will accept me after I save Arus."

Allura stepped back, "Save Arus! The Lions already save Arus, the royal guard saves Arus. Arus does not need you for that." Her voice became serious, "Is there something I should know, Lotor? Why the sudden change of heart, and the sudden desire to do this now?"

Lotor paused for only a moment, "No Allura. Trust me." Lotor's voice was completely calm, unshaken by her response. He smiled down at her, his gaze melting away her resolve. She wanted this too much, and he knew it. Holding her heart with his gaze, he confidently raised his arm towards the direction of a long, candle lit hall. Allura trusted Lotor. Lotor knew that Allura trusted him. She turned away from his gaze and started toward the hall.

The old castle was exquisite; although not very large by galactic standards, it was an architectural marvel. The interior was designed with many large windows providing stunning views of the planetary gardens and natural water ways during the day. These windows also provided the inhabitants a one of kind view of the binary sunset at night. Deep marble flooring accented the dark wooden trim around the large windows, while long lightly colored silk curtains flowed into the hallway as the couple passed by.

Allura offered some light hearted humor to ease the tension, "I had no idea you had such lovely taste, Lotor."

"There is a lot you are going to find out about me" he replied with a grin, without making eye contact with the princess. "This all happened so fast, please forgive me for not providing you with a formal bridal gown."

The princess shook her head with smile, "You know that the dress will not be a concern. This is all happening so fast Lotor. In fact, I haven't even said yes yet."

Lotor's face lit up as he finally looked down at Allura, "Do I even have to ask?" He grinned mischievously, causing Allura to stop in her step and stare up at his utter arrogance.

"Why you arrogant, conceited, spoiled…" before she could finish, Lotor pulled her into his arms and quieted her with a passionate kiss. "Jerk" she managed to groan, as his hands began caressing the small in her lower back.

Allura grabbed a hand full of Lotor's hair as she pulled herself into his kiss. Their mouths vibrated against the groan from the prince. He managed to break his body away from her and put his forehead on hers. Allura's eyes were glazing over as she looked up at Lotor.

He smiled down at her as he spoke, "If you were trying to insult me, you failed." Before she could respond, Lotor sank his fangs into the side of Allura's throat. The Drule love bite was an exotic mix of intense pleasure and intense pain causing Allura to cry out from the simultaneous mixture of both senses. He knew, with another bite of her, that she was his for anything he wanted of her. No female, especially a human female, can fight against the pleasure pain of a Drule love bite.

He released his fangs from her neck, still holding her in his grip "This way Allura" he whispered into her ear. Surreally the princess followed this dream maker down the steps and into a small concrete chapel. Time was blurred as she made the trip toward the small building. Candles lit the way, the light flickering against the darkness inside and out gave out a romantic ambience to the place. It was calming her.

Inside, a very friendly human male met the couple with a big smile as he greeted them both with a bow of respect. It all felt like a dream, nothing at all like the way she had always dreamt of being royally wed. But this was Lotor, her her friend, her rescuer, her everything. No other man will do.

Sensing her uneasiness, reassuringly Lotor took her hands in his and protectively held her gaze. "I know this is not how it should be. This is not what I had envisioned for our wedding day. Unfortunately the Galaxy is against us." Lotor gently kissed her tiny hand in his. "Allura, all I need is you. I love you with all of my being. My life is your life for as long as I live. Be my wife Allura. As a token of my love, this planet is my wedding gift to you. All I have is yours, my very life is yours."

Allura's face dropped a small tear of love, and of pain for the life they had to hide. She trembled from his words, as they cut so deep into the core of her very soul. "Lotor, everything I have is yours, nothing matters without you. All I need, forever, is you and only you. You are my life, when you heart ceases to beat so will mine. I love you."

None of it seemed real. Allura's stomach was knotting while listening to this gorgeous warrior vow to love only her for the rest of his life. This was her lifelong dream. She could hear her voice speak the words, but it felt like another person who was talking. Lotor's lips finally met hers as he took her hands in his.

Allura was so taken with emotion that she barely felt Lotor slip a Royal Drule bridal band around her left finger. Without even looking at what Lotor had given her for him, his hand was soon adorned with a Royal Drule wedding band. He was rubbing her small hands between his. It just didn't feel real.

Lotor suddenly grabbed the princess and they playfully ran back to the castle. Inside, Lotor picked up his bride and kicked open a large door. It had been prepared as a bridal suite. Lotor brought her over to the bed and carefully placed her on the feather lite bed.

It was done. Allura had married her dream prince and now here she was, lying next to this beautiful creature. This beautiful creature was gazing down at his prize, never taking his eyes from his new bride. They lay together, finally able to give themselves to each other completely.

The last thing Allura remembered before falling into a deep sleep was feeling Lotor wipe the hair from her face and kiss her forehead. Stars were blinking through the giant window and a light breeze was washing over her face. This moment in time, there was no war. There was no Voltron, no Zarkon. There was nothing but Lotor and his love. Allura fell into a deep sleep, as her prince watched her slip away from reality.

The next morning Allura felt like a new woman, more mature somehow. Her body was a little sore, as was her neck. She felt the swelling from the two little puncture marks from Lotor's fangs. There was an inner peace about her now that caused her to smile.

Anxiously Allura sat up looking to see the face of her new husband. The bed was empty. The side of the bed next to her did not even look slept on. Only her gown lay on the floor, there was nothing here that belonged to Lotor. Panic began to set in when she realized that she was completely alone.

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