A/N: This is my first Voltron Fanfiction. If I go too far off from the characters personalities, forgive me. It's been years since I've seen an episode (much to my disappointment). Please read and review.

Like always when she entered the catacombs there was silence and a cold dampness that seemed to seep into a person's bones. Shivering despite her shawl wrapped tightly around her, Allura slowly made her way to the bench that sat in front of her Father's tomb. Despite her young age she sat down gingerly like an old woman.

Taking a deep breath of the stale air she bowed her head and let the tears flow down her cheeks one by one. "Father, I need your advice now more than ever." Allura paused waiting for a glimmer, hoping that he would appear. Shrugging her shoulders she decided that although he had not appeared she would continue.

"I'll start at the beginning. Two years ago I started having chest pains. It wasn't so bad at first but than there was the weakness. In the middle of the night I stole a horse and road into the nearest city closet to the castle to see a doctor. It was stupid, I know, since Lotor could attack at any moment. In case there was nothing wrong I didn't want the Castle knowing about it."

Allura paused again still hoping to see a glimmer, but still to her disappointment there was nothing. She glanced up at the stone face that bore remarkable likeness to her Father. "There is something wrong with my heart, its not functioning as it should. Not a single person knows other than the doctor I have seen. I'm dying Father and my only wish is for this Planet to be in good hands when I leave it. The planet of Arus must have an heir. Sadly because of my condition it is too late for me to be the bearer of the next ruler."

Something simmered before her eyes as the stone seemed to be weeping. "Don't weep for Arus, Father for I have a person in mind. There is just one problem. As I am only nineteen, I will not be named Queen till I turn twenty-one. My time is running out I fear. Before I go there are some things that will have to take place which can only be done by a Queen or King." There was nothing else to say, so Allura just set there looking at the weeping statue.

The glimmer that she had been hoping for finally appeared and took on the appearance of King Alfor. "My daughter I cry for you and your short time here on planet Arus. Since you have told me there is no hope, you will get your wish. Send Coran here, there are several documents that need to be discussed. Fear not your secret is safe with me."

Allura stood up and bowed to the statue. "Thank you, Father."