KeithPidge One-Shots

by snowbeam12

Keith has always known himself as the youngest prince of the Kingdom of Dibazaal, second born son to King Zarkon and Queen Honerva. During an invitational tournament in the Kingdom of Altea, Lotor lets the kingdom know a shocking royal secret that just might turn Keith's whole world upside down. Collection of Galra!Keith/Pidge One-Shots. Remember to read & review. Enjoy

3. A Royal Secret

Fanfic: Voltron Legendary Defenders

Title: Royal Secret

Characters: [Keith K. Pidge G./Katie H.] [Shiro, Allura]

Genre: Romance, Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Keith has always known himself as the youngest prince of the Kingdom of Dibazaal, second born son to King Zarkon and Queen Honerva. During an invitational tournament in the Kingdom of Altea, Lotor lets the kingdom know a shocking royal secret that just might turn Keith's whole world upside down.

Royal AU. Has a medieval type theme to it.

I do not own any of the Voltron characters.

This was originally going to be a two part story however because I don't want to rush through it I have decided to turn it into it's own story. Hope you enjoy.

Sorry for the silence readers. I have had a lot of personal things going on that have needed my attention. But now that my life seems to finally be back on track I am able to continue doing what I enjoy.

This particular story was actually a brainstorm that I did with my sister. I hope you enjoy and remember leave me a review on what you think. Snowbeam12

A Royal Secret

Part 1

Keith groaned slightly as he pushed his bedroom door open, dropping his sword against the wall feeling exhausted from training since the crack of dawn. He laid on his back, looking up at the red velvet curtains that surrounded his bed. His whole body hurt but knew that he didn't have any room to complain since a prince was expected to be one of the best knights for his people. His older brother had already been training just as hard supposedly, since he was expected to participate in the championship for the Princess of Altea's hand in marriage in the Knights Invitational that was supposed to take place in a weeks' time.

The kingdom of Dibazaal and Altea had been allies for nearly a hundred years but both kings wanted to strengthen their alliance. Zarkon hoped that Lotor would win Princess Allura's hand in marriage but if that failed than Keith already knew he would be expected to try and win Princess Katie's favor. However, while he'd met Allura, her younger sister had been nothing more than a mystery. The younger princess always made herself scarce when there were visiting royals. He'd barely managed to see her two times, both of which had not gone very well.

"Keith, King Zarkon has requested your presence in the throne room." His best friend Acxa stated, standing in the doorway. She was still dressed in her knight's training gear which meant he was going to be stuck in this meeting alone. He groaned before he pushed himself up, rolling his shoulders to try and help with the slight pain that still lingered. He reached up to run his fingers through his hair before he walked over to his closet, knowing his father would not approve of seeing him dressed in his training gear. His father always wanted them to be dressed as proper princes, saying their image showed their people just how serious they took their duties to the crown. He pulled out his black slacks and red silk button up shirt. Acxa raised an eyebrow before she bent down grabbing his sword from the ground. She placed it in its sheath hanging off the back of the chair at his desk, watching as he seemed to search for the proper dress shoes.

"I'll let your father know that you will be a few minutes." She stated, chuckling when he started to fight with his training vest, knowing he hadn't managed to buckle it correctly when he'd put it on.

Keith ran into the throne room nearly twenty minutes later, pushing one of the large oak doors open. Zarkon sat on his throne with Lotor standing in front of him and Honerva sitting to his left. Keith gulped slightly seeing the irritated expression his father wore, knowing that he was going to get a lecture about punctuality. Lotor smirked slightly, crossing his arms upon seeing his little brother.

"I'm sorry I'm late father. I finished training late and…" Keith trailed off. Zarkon raised his hand, a signal for him to be silent.

"I do not need your excuses. I simply called the two of you in here to inform you that we will be leaving for Altea tomorrow morning. Alfor invited us to come a couple days before the tournament and I have accepted. I want both of you ready at the crack of dawn, not a moment later." Zarkon stated, eyeing Keith for a moment. The youngest prince flinched slightly, turning his attention to the ground at the harshness of his father's words. Lotor chuckled slightly, knowing that their parents frowned upon being late for anything which was something Keith happened to do a lot.

"You are both dismissed to attend to your studies." Zarkon stated, waving his hand. Both boys bowed as he stood from his throne and walked out of the room with Honerva at his side. Keith straightened and cast his brother a glare before he walked towards the opposite door.

"You know maybe if you tried a little harder you wouldn't be such a disappointment. If you'd try, maybe you'd make half the prince you do the knight." He stated, a sneer evident in his tone.

"Maybe if you weren't such a stuck-up prick who worried more about appearances, you'd make a decent enough knight to win Allura's hand. At this rate you'll get beat by a squire." Keith stated with a smirk on his face. Lotor scowled and balled his hands into fists at his side. Keith had barely turned his back when he was suddenly tackled from behind. He grunted as he hit the ground, rolling so he could pin his brother.

"You may be older than me, but I am the more skilled fighter!" Keith snapped, easily pinning Lotor to the ground. He stood up, refusing to fight him while their father was still in the vicinity. He was already considered the worse prince; he really didn't want to give them even more reason to doubt his position. Lotor watched him stalk off before he pushed himself to his feet grumbling.

Keith ended up skipping his tutoring lessons, figuring he was already in trouble so there was no point in doing something he hated. He easily sliced through the training dummies with his sword, panting as the sand poured out onto the ground. He walked over to where he dropped his gear, grabbing his water bottle.

"You do realize you've been in here for most of the day and mandatory family dinner started almost 15 minutes ago Keith." Honerva stated, stepping into the private training hall. Keith glanced at his mother, frowning before he moved to slice through another dummy. Honerva raised an eyebrow crossing her arms as she watched him.

"It's not like I'm wanted at dinner. I'm nothing like Lotor, I'm a disappointment to you and father. I'm more comfortable training and I'll grab something from the kitchen before I head to bed." He stated without giving her his full attention. He took his training stance but quickly stumbled back when his sword was met with another, blocking him from cutting through the dummy. His eyes widening when he realized his mother had been the one to block his attack.

"You only disappoint us because we know that you can do better than you are." She explained, raising the sword with a small smile on her face. He frowned and stepped back, not completely understanding what she was expecting him to do.

"Come inside. Go shower and meet me in the kitchen in an hour. While I will excuse you from dining with your father and brother, you are not getting out of it with me." She stated. He watched her walk out of the training hall, slightly amused as she handed the sword to one of the servants that stood stationed by the door. Once she was gone he let himself sit on the ground, leaning his head back against the wall.

"Guess her majesty didn't want to take any of your pity me shit?" Acxa stated, walking into the hall. Keith sent her an annoyed glance before he grabbed his water again, taking several gulps. Acxa watched as he stormed out, knowing he was actually going to listen to what his mother ordered. He groaned as he walked into his bedroom, knowing he still needed to pack for their trip. His eyes drifted over to the bag that one of the servants had already pulled out, knowing if he asked they would pack for him. However, he hated using them for every little thing just because he didn't want to do it.

"I'll work on it after dinner." He finally mumbled, tossing his training gear on his bed. He sighed, reaching up to drag his hand through his hair before he walked towards his private bathroom. He figured his mother would have already had one of the servants draw him a hot bath. The marble tub sitting in the center of the room was already filled with steaming hot water. He couldn't help but smile when he was hit with the fresh scent of eucalyptus, something that was always used around the castle because the queen firmly believed that certain scents helped the body as well as the mind.

Honerva frowned as she leaned against the counter as she waited for her youngest son. She glanced at the two plates that had been saved from dinner at her request, already knowing if Keith had his way he would eat nothing more than a piece of fruit.

"Sorry. I dozed off after my bath." Keith stated as he dashed into the room. He was dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a regular shirt, knowing his mother didn't care how he dressed after most of the servants had already retired for the evening.

"You showed up so I'm not about to lecture you about that. Sit and eat your dinner before it gets any colder than it already is." She stated, gesturing to the plates. Keith raised an eyebrow before he walked over and sat at the table across from her. He picked up a fork and took a huge bite without commenting. Honerva sighed, crossing her arms as she debated on what to say.

"Did you at least manage to finish packing today?" she finally questioned. She couldn't help but frown when he failed to answer.

"I promise that is on my list of things to do before I go to bed. As well as polishing my gear so that it is something fit for a prince to wield so that father doesn't complain about it again. And I have my book that my tutor assigned already in the bag, so you don't have to worry about me falling behind just because I missed one class today." He explained, already seeing her annoyed expression. The queen relaxed slightly, knowing that while Keith didn't act like a traditional prince he did still take his duties seriously, despite what Zarkon and Lotor seemed to constantly think.

"And did you pick out the gift you planned to present to Princess Katie when we arrive?" she questioned. Keith sighed and leaned back in his chair, sitting his fork down on the table as he looked at his mother.

"Yes mother. And I had Shay help me pick it out this time, so it was something actually fit for a lady." He stated, slightly flinching. He couldn't help but think about the last visit when his gift had offended the princess and he ended up being on the receiving end of a very hard slap. He still remembered the look of amusement on his brother's face as he sported a bruise for the rest of their stay. Honerva raised an eyebrow slightly with an amused smirk on her face, knowing Keith was the last person that would have any idea on what to get a woman, let alone a princess.

"Why exactly do I have to go? Last time father didn't even allow me to participate in the tournament. He wanted all eyes on Lotor, which would have been difficult since he doesn't usually take the fights serious. Plus, he usually skips out on his scheduled training sessions." Keith sighed, continuing to poke at his dinner. Honerva frowned slightly at the little information, making a mental note to inform her husband.

"Because this year King Alfor asked for you to participate. He was slightly…irritated by how your father treated you the last time we were able to visit. Plus, I think your father hopes you will be able to impress and start courting Princess Katie, just in case your brother is unable to win Princess Allura's hand." She explained, never being the one to sugar coat anything. Keith couldn't help but slightly flinch, feeling like his family was just waiting for him to fail.

"If I may be excused mother…I would like to get a little sleep tonight." He stated, pushing his plate away. Honerva frowned slightly as she watched him walk out of the kitchen, figuring that something was bothering him that he wasn't ready to talk about. Keith shoved his hands in his pockets, getting lost in thought as he walked through the hallways leading back to his bed chambers. He stopped in front of the current family portrait, looking up at it. Lotor looked every bit the part of the royal crown prince while he had been dragged from training. While he'd managed to dress properly, his hair had still been falling in his face from his shower. He couldn't help but chuckle slightly, remembering just how furious his mother had been, knowing that the royal portrait was one of the few times she actually cared about their public image. He couldn't help but reach up, brushing his hair out of his face as he thought about all the lessons he had had to endure over the years about his posture and image, needing to be the perfect prince for their people.

"Something bothering you little prince?" his father's captain, Sendak, questioned, walking towards him. Keith sighed, turning to face the man that he knew hated him more than his own father, simply for the fact he was a skilled warrior that was able to best most of his men.

"Nothing that concerns you I assure you. I was just about to return back to my chambers to retire for the night. I must finish packing for the trip tomorrow to the Kingdom of Altea." He stated, smirking when he noticed the sour look on Sendak's face. It didn't take much for him to guess that his father hadn't picked the captain as one of the men to accompany them during their journey. He often believed that Sendak was a great warrior, but he was the type that acted first and asked questions later, which wasn't the best approach when that particular ally was a strong believer in peace and finding out the whole story before jumping to rash conclusions. Keith easily stepped around him, continuing to walk towards his chambers.

"I was beginning to wonder where you were hiding little brother." Lotor stated, leaning against the wall beside his bed chamber door.

"I really don't have time for this so move out of my way Lotor. I will have your ass on the ground again." he snapped, glaring at his brother when he stepped in his way, blocking the doorway. Lotor only gave him the same cocky smirk, knowing that Keith wouldn't risk fighting him when there were guards patrolling the hallways that were far more loyal to him than the youngest prince. Keith gritted his teeth in annoyance balling his hands into fists.

"Lotor!" a voice yelled that caused them both to jump. Keith glanced over his shoulder and frowned, seeing their father walking towards them at the end of the hallway, carrying his own personal sword. He flinched, easily remembering the many times he had been on the receiving end of that sword. Lotor forced a straight face before he turned to face their father.

"Yes father? I was just about to head to my chambers to retire for the night." He lied, the words easily flowing off his tongue. Keith rolled his eyes, knowing his brother had no such plans, always tormenting him at night just enough to get him into trouble with the patrolmen.

"No, you will be getting some training in with me until I deem you ready for the tournament. Meet me in the training hall in twenty minutes." He stated with an annoyed tone. Lotor went to object, glaring at Keith.

"It was your mother who informed me that you had been skipping your training, not your brother. So, lose your petty attitude and get your ass in gear." Zarkon snapped before he turned and left them both standing there. Keith couldn't help but smirk, figuring their mother hadn't been too happy to learn that the crown prince was slacking. Lotor glared at Keith for a moment longer before he stormed off in the direction of his own private chambers. The young prince sighed before he turned and opened his chamber door, heading straight for his closest. He stood in front of his closet, silently debating just what he was going to bring for a tournament and the ball that was being hosted afterwards.

"You look like you could use some help." A soft voice chuckled behind him. He glanced over his shoulder, smiling slightly when he saw it was one of the castle servants, Shay. She had always been someone he could vent to when his family got too frustrating, knowing she wouldn't hold it against him or report back to his parents. She hated working in the castle just as much as he hated being a prince, always dreaming of going further than the castle walls.

"I don't even know what to bring. Last year mother and father didn't let me venture any further than their booth so I could just wear my normal attire and I skipped the celebration ball. But this year not only do I have to participate but I will be expected to attend the ball." He explained, turning back to his closet.

"Then you go polish your sword and I'll worry about this. Can't have you making a fool of yourself in front of Princess Katie because you packed the wrong attire." She teased, easily pushing him back towards his bed where his sword was lying. He chuckled, shaking his head before he grabbed the polish from his desk where he kept it. He sat on the edge of his bed, running the rag over the blade of his sword. As he sat there he couldn't help but get lost in thought, thinking about just how badly he had managed to offend the princess the last time they had visited. He had given her a stupid gift, a book that Lotor had suggested because everyone always talked about how much of a book worm she was. He hadn't expected the book to offend her in any way, but it had and all it had done was get him slapped and then avoided for the rest of their visit. His parents had been furious and Lotor had found it funny since there was no way he was going to get in trouble for suggesting the book.

"There, all finished and I'm pretty sure your sword is polished your highness. So perhaps it would be best if you got some rest?" Shay suggested, standing back as she looked at him. Keith startled, jerking out of his thoughts as he turned his attention to her. He glanced down at his sword for a moment before he managed a brief nod, realizing just how tired he truly was. He easily put the sword back in its sheath before he laid down on his bed, closing his eyes as he thought about what was awaiting him in the morning, allowing himself to doze off.

The following morning Keith managed to wake up before sunrise, determined to prove to his father and brother that he wasn't going to be a failure. The young prince grabbed his bag, the gift for Princess Katie and his sword before he made his way out to the courtyard. He couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw his mother already waiting, knowing that she was the type of person who wanted to get up early to make sure that everything went perfectly. Honerva glanced at him and smiled slightly, clearly amused to see him up so early since he usually preferred to sleep late and then spend the rest of the day training well into the night.

"Your father should be returning soon but I haven't seen Lotor yet this morning. Hopefully he isn't the late one today." She teased softly.

"I can't believe you told father that Lotor wasn't training. I don't ever think I've seen him that mad at anyone other than me." Keith commented, handing his bag to one of the servants. Honerva only shrugged slightly, a devious smirk on her face. Keith knew that while they always pushed him hard, everything she did was because she thought he could do so much better. There were just times when he didn't want to be the perfect prince everyone else wanted him to be.

"Why don't you go ahead and get comfortable. I know you just want to go back to sleep." The empress suggested. He managed a small nod before he got into the car, not arguing about the chance to get some more rest. Honerva sighed before she turned back towards the castle, watching for any signs of her husband or her eldest. Zarkon hadn't returned to their chambers until well after midnight and even than he had seemed furious, muttering about failing to obtain the alliance he wanted so badly. She'd figured Lotor was slacking more than they had realized when it came to his training and she couldn't help but wonder why that had never been reported to them. She knew that he had taken to training with Sendak, so she'd assumed that he was always there, training harder than most of the other new soldiers but that didn't seem to be the situation.

"There is my beautiful queen. Seems our boys are slacking off once again." Zarkon stated, walking out of the castle. Honerva smiled slightly and walked over to him, meeting halfway.

"Actually, it seems our eldest is. Keith is already waiting in the car. Probably already back asleep but he did arrive before the time you had set for him to be here." Honerva countered, determined to get her husband to see that Keith was taking his duties seriously. Zarkon raised an eyebrow as he glanced at the car, slightly amazed at the surprising information. After several moments he nodded before he finally turned his attention back to the castle, growing irritated the longer they were forced to wait on Lotor.

"Sorry father. It seems I managed to sleep through my alarms this morning." Lotor stated once he finally graced them with his presence. He easily tossed his bag to the waiting servant, ignoring the furious look he was receiving from his father. Zarkon muttered under his breath before he got in the car. Keith groaned, opening his eyes slightly when he felt the seat beside him shift slightly. He quickly moved to straighten up when he saw his father had sat beside him.

"You're fine." He grunted, gesturing for Keith to stay where he was. Honerva smiled slightly before she sat in the seat across from them with Lotor. The eldest prince crossed his arms as he glared at his brother, clearly thinking he had something to do with his alarms having been turned off. Keith spared him a small glance before he turned to look out the window. The drive to the Kingdom of Altea was long and mostly quiet, each royal having brought something to work on. Keith shifted slightly as he sat reading his book, reaching one hand up to rub the back of his neck. Honerva glanced up from the papers that were spread out in her lap when she heard him groan.

"Everything alright?" she questioned. She gave him her full attention when he didn't respond, raising an eyebrow.

"Fine. Just not overly used to riding in a car for this long. I would much prefer horseback that's all." Keith quickly lied. Zarkon's chuckle caught him off guard, causing him to glance at his father.

"That would make two of us. However, Altea is much too far to make on horseback. At least in arriving by car we can make the trip in a day." He stated. Keith nodded, falling silent once again. Once the royal family of Dibazaal had arrived at the border separating their two kingdoms Keith couldn't help but wish he had been able to stay home. Altea was so much different from Dibazaal, mostly beautiful mountains and grassy plains. His eyes easily found the castle, made of pure white stone, nestled on a high hill to overlook their lands.

"When we arrive, I want both of you to follow your escorts to your chambers and get changed. Alfor has invited us to dinner so be on time, if anything be early. You both need to set prime examples of what the princess can expect." Zarkon stated without looking up from his tablet.

"Of course, father." Lotor stated. Honerva glanced at Keith and noticed he was looking down at the carefully wrapped present that he had brought for Princess Katie. She could clearly see the nervous gaze in his eyes, figuring he was lost in thought.

"Am I understood Keith?" Zarkon demanded, catching his youngest attention.

"Perfectly sir." He quickly answered, placing the gift back down beside his feet. Zarkon nodded, satisfied with his response.

King Alfor smiled when their limo pulled into the large circle drive, standing beside his wife at the bottom of the steps. Princess Allura was standing to her father's right dressed in a light blue gown that had white along the sides of the skirt. Her white hair was pushed back with decorative pins while her circlet was nestled perfectly around her forehead. Zarkon was the first out of the vehicle, holding out his hand to help Honerva.

"Zarkon, my friend. It is a pleasure to see you. Thank you for accepting my invitation to visit earlier than had been originally planned." Alfor stated, stepping forward to hug his oldest friend. Melenor raised her hand to cover the blossoming laugh at her husband's antics as well as the uncomfortable look that rested on Zarkon's face. Honerva couldn't help but roll her eyes, however she didn't bother trying to hide the fond smile that rested on her face. Lotor brushed past his mother, standing in front of Princess Allura. She frowned slightly but didn't make a scene when he grabbed her hand, kissing the top of it.

"Princess Allura you are as beautiful as the last time I laid my eyes on you. I bring a gift that I hope will complement your beauty and be to your satisfaction." He stated, snatching a small wrapped box from one of their servants. Allura glanced at her father who gave her a small smile, as if urging her to open the gift no matter how much she hated the thought of accepting anything from him. She took the gift, being careful as she took off the wrapping. Lotor smirked as she pulled the lid off the white box, seeing the plain silver mirror that was nestled inside. Honerva quickly glared at her eldest, realizing just how little thought he had put into it. Keith stood to his mother's right, glancing around for the other princess even though he already had a feeling he knew she wasn't going to show. She probably still hated everything about him after the disaster that had happened last visit.

"Why don't you all get settled in? We are going to be having dinner out in the garden at sunset so feel free to explore the castle until then." Alfor offered. Allura quickly followed her parents when they turned to walk towards the stables with Zarkon and Honerva. He glanced at Lotor for a moment before he turned and grabbed his bag, following his escort into the palace towards his guest chambers. As he walked through the hallways he couldn't help but glance around, taking in the different portraits that now lined the walls in hopes of not getting lost during his stay. It wasn't uncommon for King Alfor's guests to get lost wandering around the palace since he often prided himself in the vast beautiful in the home that had been in his family for many generations.

"If I may ask, what training grounds am I permitted to use?" Keith questioned suddenly, catching the young servant off guard.

"That has not yet been determined. However, I'm sure you could use the palace courtyard since that is where all the other knights and guards seem to enjoy sparing." The young man finally stated. Keith nodded, glancing at the door they had stopped in front of. It was a dark purple with his family's crest painted in the center causing him to raise an eyebrow.

"King Alfor decided that perhaps if he gave you your own rooms King Zarkon would feel entitled to visit more often. He had you room placed further from the other royal chambers because you don't seem to enjoy socializing?" the servant continued, not noticing the sudden look of fury that crossed the young prince's face.

"That will be all." He suddenly snapped, jerking the bedroom door open without another word. Keith tossed his bag on the bed, not caring about the present he had shoved inside. Princess Katie hadn't even been bothered to show up to greet him so why should he care about giving her some stupid gift that she probably wasn't even going to like. He changed into his training gear before he grabbed his sword and walked back towards the court yards, not caring about running into his parents or brother. He needed to blow off steam and he wasn't going to do that just by sitting around his bedroom the entire evening.

Just as Keith walked past one of the private training rooms the sound of swords clashing caught his attention. He glanced at the door for a moment before he pulled it open. A taller man dressed in all blue was sparing with another person that looked barely old enough to be a teenage. He was dressed in shades of green and white. Keith couldn't help but wince when the taller knight easily swept his feet out from under him.

"You're not evenly balanced. If you keep favoring your right foot the opponent is always going to strike your weaker side." He stated, walking towards them. Both men jumped and turned their attention to him.

"You're not supposed to be in here. This is a private training session." The taller teen snapped, crossing his arms in annoyance.

"If you're the trainer than perhaps I should step in. Unless you're using him as a training dummy that can be tossed around. Because to me it looked like you were landing most of the hits while he was attempting and failing to dodge them. A trainer is supposed to work alongside them, to show them what they're doing wrong. Not benefit from it." Keith stated.

"And what do you know mullet? I bet you don't even know how to hold a sword." The teen commented with a smirk. Keith gritted his teeth, turning his attention to the trainee still lying on the floor.

"Lance that is enough. Right now, I am willing to take whatever advice I can get." The other teen snapped, taking Keith by surprise. He hadn't realized the other teen wasn't a male but in fact a girl. She reached up to shove her bangs back out of her face before she got back to her feet. Keith raised his sword to meet hers when she took her stance, waiting for her to make the first move. Lance rolled his eyes before he moved to lean against the wall to watch them.

"Pidge this is stupid. You don't even know anything about this dude." Lance complained with a frown on his face.

"Can't be any worse than when I'm training with you. You're not the best with a sword either Lance." She stated, offering an annoyed glanced.

"Don't take your attention off your opponent. That gives them an easy opening to strike a fatal blow." Keith stated, quickly regaining her attention. Each time she went to strike he noticed she continued to favor her right leg. Any time she tried to go on the offense she basically showed it in how she moved. He easily knocked her on the ground multiple times but refused to let her quit until she had at least managed to land a single blow against his sword. Pidge quickly jerked her head towards the door when it was opened, her eyes growing wide when she saw the captain of the guards, Shiro.

"Prince- "he began, closing his mouth when she frantically shook her head. Keith didn't notice her since he had given the new guard his attention, crossing his arms as he glanced out the window.

"Prince Keith shouldn't you be getting ready for dinner? I'm assuming you were informed that it was to start at sunset in the north gardens?" Shiro stated, choosing to ignore his princess' odd behavior. Lance quickly jerked up from where he had taken to lying, his eyes widening upon realizing just who had taken stepped into their training. Keith simply nodded, putting his sword back in the sheath before turning his attention to Pidge.

"Well I'm here during the duration of the tournament and since you now know just who I am, I'm sure finding me shouldn't be too much of a problem Miss Pidge." He stated. He bowed his head slightly before he walked out of the room. Pidge groaned and fell back on the ground, lying on her back. Shiro chuckled before he walked over, looking down at her.

"What was that about m'lady?" he questioned with an amused look on his face.

"I didn't tell him who I was and quite honestly I didn't recognize him in the last three hours until you said his name. That isn't the Keith I remember." She stated, covering her eyes. Her face was red in embarrassment at the thought of having been training with the guy who'd she'd always been so convinced was the world's biggest jerk.

"Wait, so mullet was the asshole that gave you that book on proper princess etiquette? That you slapped and then avoided for the duration of his visit?" Lance stated, ignoring the warning glare he was receiving from Shiro. Pidge glanced out the side window and sighed, realizing just how late it had gotten. She had been training since the visiting family of Dibazaal had arrived, not wanting to have to face any of them.

"I need to get washed up and changed for dinner. Allura is probably already upset because I left her alone with Lotor today." She sighed, pushing herself to her feet. Shiro took the sword from her before she walked to her private quarters. The youngest Altean princess had barely pushed the two glass doors of her bathroom open when her bedroom door was thrown back open. Allura stormed in, slamming it shut before anyone could follow her inside. Pidge glanced at her, raising an eyebrow from where she was standing.

"I didn't mean to lose track of time Allura. I just didn't want to face Keith when he first got here to receive his stupid gift." She explained, pulling her hair down from the high ponytail. Allura spared her an annoyed glare before she sat down on the bed, shoving the green curtains open.

"He gave me a stupid, plain mirror. Did he not read any of the letters that father forced me to send over the months? Does he really think that I care that much about my appearance?" she snapped. Pidge sighed before she walked into the bathroom, thankfully one of the servants had already drawn her bath. She pulled her training armor off, leaving it in a pile beside the door to be washed. She sank down into the hot water, tuning Allura out as she continued to ramble and rant about Lotor's appalling behavior.

Allura glanced over at the bathroom doors, clearly seeing Pidge was attempting to relax, lost in her own little world. She couldn't help but groan before she got up, walking over to her little sister's closet to pick her out something appropriate for dinner. She pulled out one of her nicer green gowns that had gold threaded designs along the bottom of the skirt. The top was white with a lighter green flower in the center along with sheer quarter sleeves that had green ribbons along the ends.

"If you'll hurry and get dressed I can do your hair, so mother won't comment on it." Allura offered as she watched Pidge dry her hair with a towel. She spared her sister a small glance before she nodded, grabbing the dress.

Keith sighed as he sat to his mother's left, toying with the smallest fork to the right of his plate. He glanced across the table at the empty seat belonging to Princess Katie, who had yet to show up. Alfor glanced over at his advisor, Coran, silently asking him just where his two daughters were. Melenor softly spoke with Honerva, attempting to ignore the silence that came with neither of their daughters in attendance.

"Where are your daughters Alfor? Usually Keith is the last to arrive at any function but today it seems he was actually on time." Zarkon finally stated. Keith flinched slightly, hearing the disapproving tone in his father's voice. Honerva reached over to place her hand on her youngest arm, trying to reassure him that he hadn't done anything wrong.

"We're here." Pidge gasped, following her sister into the garden pavilion. Allura sat down to their father's right while she sat to their mother's left. She glanced across the table at Keith, wincing slightly when she spotted the silver wrapped gift sitting on the table beside him. Melenor gave her a disapproving look since she had been the only person to notice her reaction. Honerva carefully nudged Keith's arm, making a gesture towards the gift. He cleared his throat, turning his attention from the fork to the princess across from him.

"I hope it is presentable Princess Katie." He stated, reaching across to hand it to her. Pidge was slow to take it, skeptical because of the previous gift.

"Katie why don't you open it?" Alfor suggested. She slowly nodded as she tore the silver wrapping off to reveal a beautiful oak box that had the Altean crest carved into the top, painted green. She glanced at him in shock, not expecting something so beautiful. Both Zarkon and Honerva shared a shocked expression that quickly morphed into pride as well as relief.

"There is something inside princess." He mumbled, looking down at his plate. He couldn't help but ball his hands into fists, his fingernails digging into the palms of his hands as he grew nervous about what she would think. Pidge frowned slightly before she turned it over to look for a way to open it. Melenor smiled when she saw that the key was Pidge's personal seal, a ring that she always wore. She carefully sat the box down, slipping the gold ring from her finger before she pressed it against the lock, hearing a small click before she felt the lid open slightly. Inside the box was lined with an emerald green felt with two twin daggers nestled perfectly in their spaces. Both daggers were made of a black metal, something that was only found in the kingdom of Dibazaal and both of the hilts had vines and roses etched into them. As she picked up one of them she noticed words etched into the blades.

"Patience yields focus." She read aloud, glancing at him with a raised eyebrow.

"It's…something I grew up hearing from my trainers and I noticed from your letters that you seemed to be growing frustrated about something you weren't saying. I figured they were something you could either use as a decoration or as a weapon." Keith quickly explained. He wanted to do nothing more than sink deeper into his chair and disappear.

"It is a beautiful gift. Thank you Prince Keith." She stated, giving him a small smile.

"Well now that that is taken care of why don't we eat? I'm sure all of us are famished." Alfor stated, giving Zarkon an amused smirk. As the two royal families ate Keith attempted to ignore the furious look he knew he was receiving from his brother. Lotor tightened his grip around his fork, glaring down at the steak on his plate. He shoved it back suddenly causing everyone to fall silent and turn their attention to him. He stood up, ignoring the questioning gaze he was receiving from his mother.

"Thank you for dinner King Alfor but I think I am going to retire for the night." He stated. The eldest Dibazaal prince stood in silence, waiting for a conformation as to not offend anyone. Alfor frowned slightly before he nodded, watching the eldest prince's retreating form. Zarkon gritted his teeth for a moment as he watched his eldest before he turned his attention back to his food.

"I am sorry for his behavior. It has just been a long day for all of us. I assure you tomorrow he will have a vastly different attitude." Honerva stated. Keith yawned slightly, raising his hand to cover it. Pidge watched as he seemed to struggle to keep his eyes open, resting his head against his hand, not seeming to care as he rested his elbow against the table. Honerva frowned but chose not to comment about it, knowing he hadn't managed to get much sleep during the car ride since he'd been worrying about what the princess would think of his gift. She couldn't help but smile knowing that Princess Katie had loved the gift.

"Keith why don't you go ahead and retire for the night?" she leaned over, suggesting softly. He jumped slightly, looking at his mother surprised. Normally she was the one that wanted them to attend the entire dinner, only allowing them to leave once the king hosting them had. She gave him a small nod to signal she was allowing him to excuse himself. He carefully stood up, bowing to King Alfor.

"If I may be excused your majesty I am going to retire for the evening. It was a lovely dinner and I will see everyone in the morning." He stated, bowing to Alfor in respect before he walked back in the direction of his chambers. Katie watched him walk away, glancing down at the gift that was left sitting on the table to her right. It was clear that he had honestly put plenty of thought into the gift and couldn't help but wonder if the previous gift had honestly been a huge misunderstanding. It was no secret that King Alfor hoped either of his daughters would marry one of Zarkon's sons to create a powerful alliance through their kingdoms. Even though Queen Honerva was from their kingdom the councils didn't see it as a marriage alliance since she hadn't been of noble blood therefore the alliance was still fragile and on nothing more than a simple sheet of paper that could be burned or lost.

"Mother, may I please be excused? I would like to finish my tutor's assignment before I retire for the evening." Katie questioned, glancing between her mother and father. Melenor briefly gave her a disapproving look before nodding. The younger princess quickly stood up and grabbed the box, walking towards her private chambers that was on the opposite side of the castle than Keith's. Once she was inside and out of view of the gardens she quickly changed directions in hopes of running into Keith before he made it to his chamber.

Keith sighed as he walked through the hallway, reaching up to drag his fingers through his hair. He stopped for a brief moment, glancing out the window as he passed, watching as the moon reflected off the pond that was nestled in the furthest corner of the garden. He couldn't help but smile, thinking about the few times he had been permitted to venture and explore upon visiting the Kingdom of Altea when he had still be a child, released from his pressing duties as the youngest prince that had hoped to join the royal army to serve under his father. He couldn't help but cast his eyes down to stare at the floor as he thought back to the day that he was told he would not be allowed to join for the simple fact that Zarkon wanted him to take more matters of the state to mind than his training, hoping to possibly make him a member of his royal council.

"Keith? Is everything alright?" a soft voice questioned behind him, easily catching him off guard. He quickly reached up to wipe away the tears that threatened to cloud his vision, refusing to seem weak in front of anyone.

"I'm fine. Is there something I can do for you princess?" he questioned, turning around to face her. He couldn't help but frown as his mind drifted back to the fact she had avoided him upon their arrival, feeling hurt that she would still hold such a pitiful grudge against him for something that he honestly thought had been a stupid misunderstanding on both of their parts.

"I just wanted to say thank you for the gift. It truly is beautiful." She stated, glancing down at the oak box that she still held in her hands.

"Think nothing of it princess. It was simply something I thought would benefit you and it would have been rude if I had not arrived with a gift. Now if you would excuse me I really am tired and would like to retire for the night." He stated, carefully brushing passed her to continue towards his room. Katie couldn't help but frown slightly as she watched him walk in the direction of his chambers.

"I was…actually hoping you would like to take a walk through the gardens with me?" she requested. Keith faltered for a moment, balling his hands into fists at his side.

"I really should get some rest. I have training early in the morning your highness and I really don't want to be late." He stated before he continued through the silent hallways. Katie sighed before she turned and walked back towards her side of the castle, knowing that she wasn't going to be able to convince him to give her a moment to just talk.

The following morning Katie woke up when her bedchamber curtains were jerked open, allowing the sunlight to flood into the room. She groaned in annoyance as she moved one of her many pillows to cover her head in hopes that the maid would take the hint to leave her alone. She was not a morning person and hated that her mother always forced her to get up early in the morning, always just after the sun had risen above the castle towers.

"Princess Katie I hope I don't need to remind you that you have lessons in the library soon. Your mother would be very disappointed if you missed them considering the little stunt you pulled yesterday when the royal family of Dibazaal arrived." A male voice stated. She lifted her pillow slightly, glaring at Coran as he stepped out of the room with a smug look on his face. There were many times that she hated her father's advisor, even when he did nothing but speak the truth.

After several more moments of silence she pushed her comforters to the side, shifting so she was sitting up with her legs hanging off the side of the bed. The young princess was silent as she walked over to the window that overlooked the garden, wrapping her arms protectively around herself as she thought about Prince Keith, remembering that he had said he had early morning training and had offered Pidge the chance to train with him if she wanted. She couldn't help but smirk, realizing that Keith still hadn't realized just who she was.

"Coran, can you actually cancel my lessons for today? If mother asks, inform her that I decided to get in some extra training for the tournament." She called, walking over to her closest to pull out her training gear. She knew her father's chief advisor was still stationed outside her doors since he often had to attempt to drag her out of bed several times in the morning. Coran poked his head in, clearly surprised that he hadn't need to attempt to get her up more than once.

"Of course, princess. I heard Prince Keith is down in the south gardens if you would like to join him. He was sparing with Shiro this morning last I had heard." He stated before he left to let her get changed out of her night gown. She was silent as she pulled on her training gear, easily tying her hair into a messy braid. As she stood in the bathroom she couldn't help but debate on whether or not she should wear her glasses or her contacts. Keith hadn't seemed to recognize her as Katie with the glasses or as Pidge with the contacts. She honestly wanted to get to know him better and had a feeling that he wouldn't give her a time of day as just the princess that he seemed to have something against.

"With glasses. Maybe I'll be able to talk to him without annoying him again." She muttered, grabbing the green rimmed glasses that were tucked away in the top drawer of the small shelf beside her sink. Once she had pulled on her training gear and grabbed her swords she walked down towards the garden, figuring that Shiro wouldn't mention who she was if he was still training with Keith.

"Princess Katie just where are you headed?" a male voice questioned behind her, catching her off guard. She quickly turned around, her hand falling on the handle of the sword strapped at her waist. Lance leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, an amused look on his face at her reaction.

"I was just heading out into the gardens to train. And how many times do I have to tell you to call me Pidge when I'm wearing my training gear? I hate having to act all regal every second of the day and just want to train and be treated like a normal person." She snapped, crossing her arms. Lance only rolled his eyes, a fond smile on his face as he watched her. She seemed oblivious to the gaze as she continued to rant about how much she hated being treated like something special just because she was a princess even though she was the second born and was therefore the second in line for the Altean crown.

"Since you want to train with the mullet and captain Shiro than at least allow me to stand in so that it is an even number." He stated, resting his hand on his sword. Pidge couldn't help but raise an eyebrow as he brushed passed her in the direction of the south garden. She quickly straightened up, chasing after him when he sent her a smirk over his shoulder.

Just as they stepped into the garden, Keith charged at Shiro with his sword raised. The captain of the Altean royal regiment only smirk as he raised his own blade to meet the young prince's. Keith stumbled as the force of their swords meeting sent him stumbling backwards, leaving his weight unbalanced. Shiro easily swiped his feet out from under him, sending him tumbling the rest of the way onto the ground. Keith laid on his back, panting as Shiro had the tip of his sword barely rest against his throat.

"And I believe that is match your highness." He stated, giving him an amused grin. Pidge stood back with her arms crossed, waiting for the Dibazaal prince to stand up claiming that Shiro had cheated or that he wanted a rematch. Instead, the young prince simply took the hand that was offered to him, a grin plastered across his face.

"That was a great match. You put up one heck of a fight Captain Takashi." He stated. Shiro only nodded, putting his sword back into the sheath that hung at his side.

"And you as well your highness. Your skills were not exaggerated I see. Though we seem to have gained an audience." He stated, turning his attention to Pidge and Lance. The captain raised an eyebrow when he saw the youngest princess standing in common training gear again. He turned his attention to Lance, figuring that the young cadet had only tagged along because she had decided to venture out into the gardens that was commonly only used for training among the other soldiers and palace guards. Keith glanced over at them both for a moment before he turned and walked over to the stone bench where he had placed his water bottle.

"Prince Keith I was not expecting you to be training outside like a common squire. I had assumed King Alfor would have given you access to the more private and advanced training halls." Lance stated, clearly attempting to get an annoyed reaction out of the prince that was supposed to have such a short temper. Shiro frowned, giving him a warning glance, opening his mouth to object to the rude behavior.

"He did, however I find that fresh air and an actual sparring partner always seems to work much better than a robot. Though you are more than welcome to the hall if you feel that would be more to your standards." Keith stated, refusing to be baited. Pidge couldn't help but chuckle as his comeback, knowing Lance's own complaints about the indoor training halls since the robots always seemed to manage to best his own sword skills. He gritted his teeth for a moment before he leaned against the stone wall with his arms crossed. Pidge pushed him slightly before walking over to Keith. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye as he took a drink of his water.

"I was just wondering if the offer to train with me still stood?" she questioned softly.

"I offered didn't I?" he stated, tossing the empty bottle back onto the bench before he turned his attention back to her. She gave him a quick smile before sliding into the proper position, drawing her sword.

The two royals trained for several hours, seemingly unaware of the activity and world around them. Alfor stood in one of the high hallways watching his youngest daughter spare, a knowing smile on his face as he observed. Melenor walked up to her husband, easily sliding her arms around his as she searched for whatever had captured his attention. She chuckled slightly as Pidge was knocked off her feet by the young prince, knowing she would just get right back up.

"What is going through your head my love?" she questioned, tilting her head back enough to look up at him. Alfor hummed slightly, taking a moment to turn his attention from the children to her.

"Just simply thinking about a possible alliance. Zarkon informed me this morning that he had planned to announce Keith to be his heir at the champions grand dinner in front of the three kingdoms." He explained. Melenor nodded slightly, knowing that announcing an heir at a tournament were Dibazaal, Altea and Olkarion simply a permanent choosing. It was as if that saying that heir was the final say on the matter.

"And has he spoken to his queen about this? I understand Lotor isn't the best choice for the heir, but it is his birth right. It would be like us taking it from Allura and giving it to Katie." She stated softly, her mind drifting for a moment to her own daughters. Alfor sighed as he thought about what she said, knowing that while it was not a matter of their kingdom it was a matter of their alliance with the future of Dibazaal.

"He simply asked for my opinion on the matter and I have not yet given it to him. I feel that Keith would be the more thoughtful choice, however as you said it is Lotor's birthright." He explained. Neither Altean royal noticed the shadow lurking around the corner as they spoke. Lotor gritted his teeth as he listened to the possibility of his younger brother taking his claim to the throne. He momentarily glanced out the window, watching as Keith laid on the ground looking up at the sky beside Katie.

"We'll just have to see about that." He growled under his breath before he turned and stormed off down the opposite corridor that he had originally been exploring.

3

As the tournament grew closer Keith couldn't help but feel himself grow nervous to the thought of having to possibly face off against Pidge. The young squire had informed him of the fact that she wanted to enter even if there was the tiniest of chance for her to win. He had commended her for thinking about joining, knowing what an honor it was if you actually got to participate. Everyone seemed to be curious about the tournament for Allura's hand since other than Lotor it was unknown just who had entered.

He walked down the hallway leading towards his room with his nose stuck in the book he had brought with him, not paying much attention to his surroundings. Just as he turned a corner he felt his body connect with someone else's, sending both of them tumbling to the ground. Keith gasped as he landed on his back, his book sliding across the cool marble floor. A pained cry reached his ears as whoever he'd ran into hit the ground just as hard.

"I am so sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going." He stated, trailing off as his eyes landed on Princess Katie. He got to his feet before he held out his hand for her to taking, offering to help her up. He couldn't help but chuckle when he noticed the book that she clutched to her chest. Annoyance flared in her browns eyes, clearly not understanding just what he found so funny.

"I don't see how this is a laughing matter Prince Keith. However, while I accept your apology I must admit this was partly my fault as well." She stated. She watched as he bent down, picking up his book.

"Sometimes it feels like you can get lost in a whole other world." He commented, gesturing to her own book. She couldn't help but blush, lowering her head slightly.

"Yes, I just finally seem to have to time to read since father cancelled all lessons today to prepare for the tournament tomorrow. I take it you are still entering?" she questioned. Keith nodded, walking beside her as they headed out into the garden, his previous destination forgotten.

"My father expects it of me since King Alfor personally requested that I participate this year. Though since the chosen champions are not needed until the royal dinner tonight I seem to have found time to finish the book my tutor assigned just before we left." He stated. Katie smiled as they reached an open clearing in one of the royal rose gardens, the flowers having been planted and grown to act like walls. A beautiful weeping cherry blossom tree stood in the center. She easily slipped through the curtain of pink flowers, holding it open long enough for Keith to step through behind her. He looked around, clearly amazed as the beauty.

"I have been here for nearly a month. How have I not found this yet?" he questioned. He turned his attention to the princess when she simply laughed at him. He watched as she climbed up into the branches, mindful of her dress as she got comfortable.

"Not many people know about the clearing or this tree. It was a gift from my mother and father shortly after your previous visit. I liked to hide in the gardens when royal duties got to be too much." She admitted. She gestured to one of the larger branches close to her. It took him a moment longer to climb into the tree, not normally being something that he would do on a normal basis.

"So, tell me. Do you have a date for the dinner tonight? Since you are one of the chosen champions you will be expected to give a speech." She teased softly. Keith only sighed, thinking about Pidge, knowing that while he had wanted to ask her, he just could never find the right words. He glanced at the princess sitting beside him, his eyes momentarily searching for any signs to provide just what he suspected. He had trained with Pidge nearly every day since he had arrived and during that time he never once had seen Princess Katie. He had made the connection after being in Altea for nearly a week but had hoped that the princess would tell him the truth on her own.

"There is this one girl that I would love to go with. She had beautiful brownish red hair and the most dazzling brown eyes. However, I just can't seem to find her if it's not for training." He stated, opening his book. Katie froze for a moment, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.

"Oh? She sure seems pretty amazing. But how do you know she doesn't have a date yet?" she questioned.

"Well for one her father informed me she didn't. Something about waiting for a handsome prince to ask?" he teased. She quickly closed her book, giving him her full attention.

"Then just ask. If you know all along that I was the one training with you…" she stated, trailing off.

"I was hoping that you would tell me the truth yourself. But every time I thought you would, Lance would make some stupid comment." He admitted. She briefly nodded, knowing that her friend had only thought he was protecting her secret as well as annoying Keith.

"Well…you could ask me now. Since we still have a couple of hours left until the dinner." She commented softly, giving him a hopeful look. Keith smiled, rolling his eyes as he watched her lean towards him, mindful of her branch.

"Princess Pidge would you do me the honors of allowing me to escort you to the Champions Dinner tonight?" he questioned, teasing her with a broad smile across his face. She couldn't help but laugh, her smile reaching her eyes as she nodded.

"I would be delighted Prince Keith." She stated, adding a posh tone to her voice. For the rest of the evening they both sat joking about simply things. For the first time for as long as he could remember he didn't feel like a pampered prince that everyone thought him to be, he actually felt like a normal human being. As the sun began to set, they both agreed that it was probably best to slip back inside to get ready for the dinner before someone finally noticed their absence. Keith couldn't help the smirk that settled on his lips as he walked back towards his bed chambers, his mind drifting to the princess that had easily stolen his heart.

"If it isn't my little brother. Finally decided to crawl out of the hole that you decided to hide in like a common rat?" Lotor questioned, leaning against the door of his bed chambers. Keith glared at him for a moment before he tried to push passed. He gritted his teeth his frustration when his brother shoved him backwards, nearly sending him toppling onto the ground for the second time that day.

"What do you want Lotor?" he demanded, growing irritated at his brother annoying antics.

"I want you to drop out of the tournament. Admit to mother and father that you are nothing more than a common little snake. You aren't good enough and you're just going to be an embarrassment to them tomorrow when you manage to get kicked out of the first round." Lotor taunted. Keith watched as he finally walked away, his hand resting against the doorknob. His mind wandered as he thought about his brother's words. Since they had arrived in Altea he had actually felt like his parents were proud of him, like he was finally doing something right for King Zarkon to actually see him as worthy of the Dibazaal title he had been born with.

Keith shook his head before he turned and walked into his bed chambers, spotting the royal suit that had been laid out on his bed. He couldn't help but smile, feeling thankful for asking Shay to help him pack for the champions ball. The young prince easily pulled on the white dress shirt and black slacks. He had barely picked up the ruby red suit jacket when his bedroom door opened causing him to turn his full attention to it, expecting Lotor to attack him once again. Empress Honerva stood in the doorway, a proud smile on her face as she saw him.

"I was thinking you were a lost cause. However, you have proven you know how to dress like a proper prince aside from your rugged choice of hairstyles." She teased walking across the room to stand in front of him. He raised an eyebrow slightly as she stood there, raising her hands to fix the black bow tie he had decided to wear, not wanting to mess with a tie.

"Shay helped me pack my bag this time. I wanted to prove that I take my duties and title as a prince of Dibazaal even though there are moments when I seem to act like an intitled brat." He stated. Honerva couldn't help but frown at the fact the Keith seemed to think neither of them were proud of him. Even though neither of them said it all that often they were both extremely proud of their youngest son.

"We are proud of you Keith. I understand that that is not something that we say that often, but we do mean it." She stated. He glanced at her and managed a small nod, turning to walk over to his bed. Honerva only sighed, realizing just how little Keith seemed to think of himself. Once he was finished getting ready he walked over to his mother, holding out his arm.

"Will you allow me to escort you to the dining hall? At least until we meet with father?" he questioned. She smiled, linking her arm with his.

"I would be honored." She stated softly.

Zarkon was standing with Alfor and Melenor just outside the ballroom double glass doors when they walked up. The galra emperor raised an eyebrow as he looked over his youngest son's chosen attire. Keith normally was the one they had the hardest time convincing to dress presentable.

"You look very handsome tonight Prince Keith." Melenor stated, giving him a warm smile. Just as he opened his mouth to thank her he spotted Allura and Katie walking towards them. He couldn't help but stumble over his words as the youngest Altean princess stopped in front of him. Her hair had been dressed down, allowing it to lightly touch her shoulders. She was dressed in a mint green dress that had an off the shoulder neckline with white ribbon along the top and bottom of her dress. Pride swelled in his chest as he saw the Dibazaal red incorporated into her gown as well with the red ribbon that was tied around her waist.

"You look beautiful." He finally managed to breath, earning a laugh from both of their parents. Katie couldn't help but blush as she looked at the ground.

"Allura helped me find a way to wear your colors since you are my date tonight." She stated, ignoring the embarrassing awes from her mother and father. Keith glanced at his parents, noticing the pride on his father's face, a look that wasn't there a lot. He couldn't help but smile before he held out his arm as if politely asking her if she was ready. She quickly nodded, stepping forward as the guards opened the doors.

"Presenting Princess Katherine of Altea and Prince Keith of Dibazaal." Coran announced as they stepped through the doors. Keith glanced around, frowning as he failed to see Lotor standing anywhere in the crowd, having assumed he had already been announced since he had not been standing with their parents.

"Is something wrong?" Katie questioned softly; her voice low enough for only his ears. He quickly shook his head as they walked down the marble stairs.

During the dinner Keith couldn't help but worry about just what Lotor was up to since he had still failed to make an appearance. He glanced around, making eye contact with his father for a brief moment. He could tell that the Dibazaal emperor was furious and he could only guess it was because his heir had failed to make an appearance which made not only himself, but his kingdom look bad. Katie held his hand as they made their way to their seats, sitting to the left of Honerva.

"Does your brother usually run late?" Katie questioned, noticing the empty chair to the right of Zarkon.

"Not usually. Normally he is always on time, if only to rub it in my face when I am late." He explained. He attempted to push away the uneasy feeling that had settled in his stomach. The champions dinner was meant to introduce the chosen contenders for the tournament from the kingdoms that were competing. Lotor was expected to be announced as a participant for Princess Allura's hand.

Keith barely listened as he watched King Alfor stand up, tapping his wine glass with his spoon to signal he needed to make an announcement. His eyes ventured around the dining hall as everyone in attendance began to quiet down, turning their attention from their private conversations to the three royal families.

"I would like to thank you all for attending the Champions Dinner. This tournament is something that has been a tradition between our three kingdoms for centuries. If our chosen champions would please stand." He announced. Keith glanced around the dining hall as he stood up with Katie. He narrowed his eyes slightly when Lotor slipped into the hall through the open glass doors that led out into the gardens. He leaned against the furthest wall, watching Alfor speak with the guests. Keith turned his attention to his parents when Zarkon stood up. He couldn't help but frown slightly since his father usually never spoke during important dinners unless he was the one hosting them.

"The kingdom of Dibazaal has an important announcement that I feel will strengthen the alliance between the three kingdoms. I have decided to name my youngest son, Prince Keith as my heir." He announced. Keith gapped at him, quickly turning his gaze to his mother in shock. There had never been any talk of him possibly taking the Dibazaal throne. He leaned back in his chair still in shock, barely feeling when Katie placed her hand on his arm. There were several cheers and calls of congratulations from many of the guests.

"That is going to be hard father, considering Keith is not an actual son of the ruling monarch." Lotor stated, stepping forward. Zarkon and Honerva both glared at their eldest son, silently daring him to say anything else.

"What is he talking about?" Keith questioned, finally turning his attention to his parents.

"Keith this really isn't something that needs to be discussed here." Honerva stated as she placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Oh, and why not mother? Don't want your allies to know you what you did? You lied to everyone about his birth. He was adopted from one of the Altean guards that you had brought to Dibazaal when you and father married. Keith has no more claim to the throne than you did. He is nothing more than a high maintenance, common peasant." Lotor stated, a smirk growing on his face. Keith couldn't help but feel hurt and confused as he listened to Lotor's allegations. Honerva quickly sat down beside him, grabbing his shoulders as she forced him to look at her.

"Keith you are our son. Please don't ever think anything different." She whispered.

"You lied to me though. You both lied to me my entire life about who I am. Was I just a charity case?" he demanded. He shoved his chair back, quickly fleeing from the room to stop his anger from causing him to do something that he would regret. Katie glanced at her parents for a moment before she stood up, following him. Zarkon stood glaring at his eldest, fuming with anger.

"Keith wait." Katie called as she chased him into the gardens.

"Leave me alone Katie!" he yelled, jerking the red sash from his suit in anger. He refused to wear the royal crest of a kingdom that had no claim to him. Hot tears burned his eyes as he fought to control them. Katie refused to leave him alone in the gardens, finally managing to catch up to him. She grabbed his arm, roughly pulling him to a stop the best she could. However, they ended up sending them both tumbling to the ground into one of the rose bushes.

"Keith listen to me, please. Don't let what Lotor said get to you. He's just being deceitful, and the royal council won't stand for that." She pleaded, grabbing his shoulders. He refused to look at her, his hair falling in his face to cover his tears. She sighed before wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. Keith attempted to fight her at first before he crumbled, clinging to her as he cried, feeling like he had had everything jerked out from under his feet.

"Everything is going to be okay." She whispered. After several hours she heard someone calling her name, turning her attention from the prince that had fallen asleep lying beside her. She knew he was emotionally drained from the dinner.

"Princess Katie? Prince Keith?" a male voice called. She tensed at first before she relaxed, realizing it was Captain Takashi.

"We're over here." She called, moving to carefully shake Keith awake. He groaned slightly, opening violet eyes just a tiny bit.

"Come on. We need to get inside." She whispered softly, moving to help him to his feet. Shiro stepped into the smaller clearly just as Keith stumbled, grabbing onto Katie's shoulder to keep himself standing. He sighed before he stepped forward, taking her place.

"My chambers are closer than his." She offered softly as they walked back towards the castle.

"No, I don't want anyone to think badly of you because you let some nobody sleep in your private chambers." Keith whispered, looking at the ground once more. She looked at him, a worried gaze in her eyes. His fighting spirit was gone with the knowledge that his entire life had been nothing more than a lie. Shiro glanced at the young man that leaned against him, a determined look on his face.

"Get some rest tonight. The tournament is in the morning and you're going to prove just how much of a somebody you are. Forget all that shit that stuck up prince said. What does he know other than what some outdated old laws told him? I bet Emperor Zarkon is already working on a solution and Empress Honerva would never turn her back on the baby she raised whether you're her blood or not." He stated. Katie gave him a small, reassuring smile as he turned his attention from the captain to her. All three of them were silent the rest of the walk to her chambers. She pushed the door open, letting Keith walk in first.

"Thank you captain and good luck in the tournament tomorrow. I hope you wipe the floor with the others participating in that particular challenge." She stated before she closed the door. She turned back to him, an amused look growing on her face when she saw Keith had already laid on the couch facing the windows that looked out into the garden. She grabbed a spare blanket from the wardrobe, covering him before she grabbed her night clothes. He was already asleep, using his arm as a pillow.

"Good night." She whispered softly. The youngest princess slipped in her washroom to change into her nightgown, unbraiding her hair as she stepped out.

The next morning Keith woke up when the curtains covering the windows were jerked open, sunlight blinding him. He groaned as he moved to jerked the blanket over his head, forgetting for a moment just where he was.

"Prince Keith I do not wish to have as many problems with you that I have with Princess Katie. I would suggest you get up as you still have time to eat something before you must get ready for the tournament." Coran stated.

"You don't have to call me prince." He grumbled, not moving to pull the blanket from his head.

"You are the crown prince of Dibazaal. That is your title and your right. I refuse to admit to anything else." Coran stated with an end of discussion tone in his voice. Keith pulled the blanket from his head, looking at the Altean Advisor with a confused but grateful look. He watched as the advisor walked over, jerking the green curtains surrounding Katie's bed open, allowing the sunlight to shine on her face. She groaned slightly, rolling over as she jerked a pillow over her head. He couldn't help but smile, realizing she wasn't a morning person any more than he was.

"Princess Katie, your father has given me a message that if you do not attend breakfast you will be unable to participate in the tournament." He stated. Keith couldn't help but laugh as he slowly got up, stretching the sleep pains from his body. Katie managed a small glare as she rolled over, watching as he walked into the private sitting room attached to Katie's chambers. The glass table in the center of the room was surrounded by comfortable looking chairs and pillows. He raised an eyebrow when he noticed the table was already laid out with food, causing him to assume King Alfor had already known that Keith had fallen asleep in his youngest daughter's chambers.

"Once you have eaten Prince Keith I will escort you back to your chambers so you may get ready for the tournament." Coran stated as he followed Katie into the room. He managed a small nod as he sat down in one of the chairs, filling his plate with eggs, fruit and breakfast meat. Katie yawned as she slumped down in her chair, clearly not caring for her manners since they were in a private setting.

"Are you ready for today?" he questioned softly. She only grumbled a small response, resting her head against her arms. Keith couldn't help but chuckle softly, easily guessing she definitely wanted more sleep than she had been able to get.

"Princess Katie you have barely an hour before you are expected to make your appearance for the tournament. I suggest you sit up and start eating something or the most you are going to do is sit at your mother's side, watching Keith fight his way to the top." Coran stated, standing in the doorway. Katie glanced over at the advisor for a moment, the smirk on her face catching Keith off guard as he took a bite of his breakfast.

"Repeat what you just said Coran?" she questioned. The advisor gave her a confused look, clearly understanding the request just as much as Keith had. She ignored the bewildered looks she received from both of them, quickly standing up. He watched her as she hurried back into her bedchambers, muttering something about making sure she looked presentable. The young prince glanced at Coran; confusion clearly written across both of their faces.

"Am I permitted to ask what that was about?" he questioned.

"Once I know you will be the first I tell." Coran joked before he retreated to check on his princess. Keith only sighed before he turned back to his plate, attempting to finish his breakfast. After several minutes of awkward silence, he pushed the food away before he stood up, exiting the private sitting room. He couldn't help but frown when he noticed Katie standing in front of her mirror, smoothing her hands along the skirt of one of her more formal gowns.

"Why are you wearing that? Aren't you competing in the tournament?" he questioned as he walked over to her.

"Nope, I am going to sit in those stands and watch you kick every other's contender's ass. Show Lotor you are the better prince and that nothing he can do is going to keep you down." She stated. She quickly kissed his cheek before she walked out in search of her parents.

King Alfor and Emperor Zarkon spoke softly with each other as they walked in the direction of the arena. Zarkon was still fuming about what had happened during the Champions Banquet, furious over the stunt his eldest had pulled. However, he couldn't help but feel slightly to blame since he had always pitted Lotor and Keith against each other.

"Dad, Emperor Zarkon can I speak with you for a moment?" Katie's voice echoed through the hallway. Alfor stopped, glancing over his shoulder as his youngest raced through the hall towards them. He chuckled, stepping out of the way so she didn't barrel into him since her heels didn't have the best traction on the marble floors.

"Katie I know your mother and I have both said not to run in the palace, so you don't hurt yourself." Alfor sighed, raising an eyebrow. Katie stood in front of him, straightening her gown with her hands before she turned her attention to Emperor Zarkon.

"Sir I know you probably don't know because many don't, but I was adopted when I was just a baby. Father changed the laws of succession so that should something happen to Allura I am illegible to state my claim to the throne. Is there no way you can do that in Keith's case?" she questioned. Alfor turned his attention to his friend, not having thought of the idea himself since Katie's problem had been taken care of when she had still been just a baby.

"Perhaps if knew how your father managed to do it I could copy something into our laws. Several of my councils members whose signatures would be needed are supposed to be attending the tournament." Zarkon admitted.

"Meet me in my private study. I have our laws as well as copies of yours in there. Perhaps we can take a closer look at what laws are already in existence. I'll go and start the opening ceremony and then Allura and Katie can keep an eye on things, giving us time to properly figure out a solution." Alfor suggested. Zarkon nodded, sending Katie a thankful look before he turned to walk down the hallway heading towards Alfor's studies.

Keith was silent as he stood in line with the other champions, his eyes glancing over the crowd. He couldn't help but feel slightly hurt when he saw no sign of his mother or father. A small smile appeared on his face as he finally saw Katie step into the Altean stand with King Alfor. She gave him a reassuring smile before turning her attention to her mother and sister.

"Allura there is a slight change in plans. You and Katie will be in charge of the tournament. Your mother and I have something important to take care of." Alfor ordered, earning a firm nod from his heir. Melenor smiled as she gently placed a hand on her eldest shoulder.

"We'll be back before the fight for your hand, I promise. Ignore Lotor if he starts to try anything." She whispered, gently kissing her cheek.

"Ladies and Gentlemen today's tournament is a series of four rounds with 16 champions from the kingdoms of Dibazaal, Olkarion and Altea with the winner moving forward into the next round. The last standing will be the champion of the three kingdoms." Alfor announced. Shiro stepped forward, unrolling a scroll that had the champions listed with their kingdom. Keith listened as he started to announce each person, waiting for his name. The further the captain got down the list the worse he felt, dread seeping into his stomach as his name was announced. Shiro glanced over his shoulder at Lotor when he reached Keith's scratched out title and kingdom. The Dibazaal prince had a cocky smirk on his face, clearly waiting for Keith's reaction.

"Crown Prince Keith of Dibazaal." Shiro announced, smirking when the crowd roared in applause and cheers. Lotor glared at the Altean captain, balling his hands into fists. Keith gave Shiro a grateful smile before he walked over to the area where his opponent for the first round was already waiting.

"Alright, now remember these duels are strictly until either one of you is knocked out of the designated circle or until one of you draws blood. The winner of each group will move on into the next round." Shiro announced. Katie sat in her seat watching Keith, ignoring the confused looks she was receiving from her sister.

"Come on Keith, you can do it." She whispered.

Zarkon growled in annoyance as he shoved another book away from him, standing up to pull another from the massive bookshelves. Alfor glanced at his friend, easily being able to tell that the whole situation was bugging him more than he was willing to admit.

"So, what happened to Keith's mother?" Melenor finally questioned after several awkward moments of silence. Zarkon glanced at Honerva as she sat in one of the chairs, grabbing a book.

"His mother was Krolia, the personal guard that you and I grew up with. She was sent on a private mission and then went missing for nearly a year only to turn back up with a little baby. She wasn't prepared to be a mother and we had been trying for another baby. I offered to take him in, raise him as my own. We haven't seen her since and I have no honest clue who his father even was." Honerva stated, momentarily glancing up from the book she had been reading. Melenor only nodded, biting her lip slightly as she got lost in thought.

"Zarkon look at this. There is an ancient law pertaining to the kingdom of Dibazaal." Alfor suddenly stated. Honerva quickly grabbed the book, reading the entry out loud.

"Should a child of the reining monarch not be of royal blood there is still a way for them to hold a claim to the throne. If the child is the adopted first born of the reining family than upon the royal councils agreement they have claim to being the first in line for the throne. If the adopted child is second in line for the throne than they have a right to claim a fight of the heirs. The fight of the heirs is between the first born and the challenger. However, the challenger must have been adopted within a maximum of five years after the original heir was born. The claim must be made from the challengers own mouth in front of the reining monarchs of Dibazaal and at least one of the alliance kingdoms. The fight of the heirs is until one concedes, deeming the winner the heir to the Dibazaal throne." She read. She tightened the grip she had on the book, glancing at her husband.

"Looks like we finally have our answer." Zarkon stated. Alfor glanced at the doors when they were opened by the guard that had been ordered to inform him once the tournaments traditional rounds had finished.

"And it looks like not a moment too soon." He stated, walking over to take the slip of paper from the young man.

"Princess Allura requested that there be a brief intermission so she can speak with her champions and Princess Katie wishes to have a moment to speak with you if you have found a solution to the problem pertaining to Prince Keith." The young man stated.

"I am going to assume that Prince Keith is residing in the medical tent to make sure that there are no injuries?" Honerva questioned, hoping her son hadn't been harmed during their absence.

"Prince Keith was checked over by the medics already and has been cleared to enter the royal private sections awaiting the announcements where King Alfor will award him the title of the best knight in the three kingdoms." He quickly stated, turning his attention from his king to the visiting queen. Honerva couldn't help but smile briefly before she grabbed the book, hurrying to speak with her youngest son.

Keith took a deep breath as he leaned back in his chair, reaching up to drag his fingers through his hair. Beads of sweat still ran down his face and he felt exhausted. A cool had on his head quickly grabbed his attention, turning in his seat to come face to face with his mother. He managed a dim smile, the sinking feeling returning to his stomach as he looked at her. She had raised him since birth and it hurt to think that she might no longer want him as her son, remembering all the times he had managed to screw up.

"I have something to show you." She stated, slipping into her seat beside him. He looked down at the book as she opened it to a page that had been marked with her ruby red glove. Honerva watched his expression as he read over the passage about the fight, seeing a hopeful gleam return to his eyes.

"You understand what you have to do?" she questioned, nearly laughing when she received an enthusiastic nod. She leaned over, gently kissing his forehead before she shifted in her chair to watch the fight. Her attention went to Princess Allura as she enthusiastically clapped when Captain Takashi easily bested his way through the first round.

"He isn't going to fight very fair mother." Keith suddenly stated, earning her attention for a brief moment.

"Perhaps, however something tells me that the captain is able to hold his own." She stated. Zarkon slipped into the section, taking his seat beside his queen. Keith looked at his father, waiting for him to say something, anything that would help him feel less like he wasn't wanted. The Dibazaal emperor glanced at his youngest for a moment before he gave him a firm nod. He quickly turned his attention back to the fight when the crowd feverishly cheered. Lotor laid on his back outside the designated area, clearly having been caught off guard by Captain Takashi's strength.

"Captain Takashi Shirogane is the winner of my daughter, Princess Allura's hand, and now is permitted to properly court her until she deems herself and the kingdom ready to wed. If the other champions would return to the arena." Alfor stated, standing up to overlook the fighting ground. Keith took a deep breath before he grabbed his sword, making his way down to the arena. His mind was racing a hundred miles an hour as he thought about what he had to say and hope that Lotor wouldn't make a complete fool out of him in hopes that he would back out. He had already lost almost all his confidence because he didn't know how else to feel about the situation.

"Keith." A soft whispered sounded close to his left, catching his attention. He glanced to his side, a small smile slipping onto his face as he saw Katie standing near the entrance. He could only guess that she had slipped down to catch him before he did something stupid. She walked over, stopping once she stood in front of him.

"Good luck out there." She stated softly as she carefully reached up to brush a strand of hair out of his face. Keith couldn't help but tilt his head slightly, pressing his cheek against the palm of her hand.

"You are going to do amazing. You are a much stronger fighter than Lotor and will make a great king for your people." She whispered, giving him a confident and reassuring smile. Keith managed a small smile before he stepped out into the arena, standing with the other champions that were each receiving a small bag of gold for their participation.

"The winner and current holder of the best in the allied kingdoms is Prince Keith of Dibazaal." Alfor announced, watching as the young boy stepped forward. He bowed his head enough so the younger teen handing out metals could place the light ribbon around his neck. He stood up straight, his attention turning to his parents. Zarkon gave him a firm nod causing the young prince to take a deep breath before he took a step forward. Lotor glanced at his brother with a raised eyebrow from where he was standing. He had his arms crossed over his chest, still feeling annoyed that he had lost the right to Allura's hand in marriage. He could already guess just how disappointed his father was going to be because he failed to obtain an alliance.

"I am Prince Keith of the Kingdom of Dibazaal, adopted second born son to Emperor Zarkon and Empress Honerva. I claim right to the Fight of Heirs." Keith announced, raising his voice so it could be heard. A soft murmur overtook the crowd as they listened, no one really understand just what was happening. Lotor quickly stood up straight, glaring at his little brother.

"Are you crazy?! I refuse!" he snapped, knowing he honestly had no chance of besting him. He would never admit it out loud, but Keith was the better fighter.

"If you refuse than it is considered an automatic win in Prince Keith's favor, meaning he would be the crown prince, next in line for the royal throne of the Kingdom of Dibazaal." Katie stated a smirk on her face as she crossed her arms. Lotor glanced between his family and the Alteans, anger seeping into his features as he glared at them. The throne was his birth right and Keith had no right to take it from him. He was the stronger prince, the better ruler. He was meant to take over for their father when the time came, not some nobody prince that held no blood claims to his heritage.

"Fine, I accept. I'm going to show you just why you shouldn't have crossed me little brother." He sneered. Keith stood tall, refusing to appear weak or nervous in front of the three kingdoms. Alfor glanced over at Captain Shiro, giving him a firm nod as a signal to approach to closely watch the match between brothers. Keith took his sword from Katie, giving her a thankful smile before he stepped up, standing face to face with Lotor.

"The match consists of two rounds. The first round is finished when the first drop of blood is drawn. The second round pertains to whichever prince taps out. If it is tied it will go into a third round strictly based on strength and patience. The winner of the most rounds with be named the crown prince." Alfor explained. Keith nodded, refusing to take his eyes off his brother. He raised his sword, ready to strike as Lotor pulled his own sword.

Katie flinched each time Lotor managed to land a hit on Keith, her hands clasped together tight. She couldn't force the terrified feeling that had creeped into her chest as Lotor tossed him around. She glanced up when she felt a hand on her shoulder, seeing that Empress Honerva had ventured from her husband's side to stand at hers.

"He will be alright. Keith is an amazing fighter and he isn't going to back down to Lotor. He never has and this single fight isn't going to make him change his mind." She offered softly. Katie nodded, turning her attention back to the two Dibazaal princes. Keith growled as moved to swing his sword, faking which direction he was going to strike from. Lotor hit the ground, his hand flying to his cheek as he felt warm blood drip from the cut his brother had managed to create.

"Prince Keith wins the first round." Shiro announced, ignoring the furious look Lotor was sending his way. Keith took several slow steps back as he readied himself for the next round, refusing to turn his back to his brother. Lotor slowly got back to his feet, furiously grabbing his sword from where he had dropped it. He reached up, wiping the blood away, not caring as he smeared it across his cheek. He charged at Keith before Alfor could utter the words to start the next round. He raised his sword over his head, prepared to strike Keith. Keith's violet eyes grew wide before he quickly dodged to the side, his sword sliding from his grasp.

"Not so tough now are you little brother!?" Lotor sneered. Keith managed to grab his sword, raising it. Katie cried out, raising her hands to her mouth when the sound of both swords clashing echoed throughout the arena. Keith gritted his teeth as he struggled to shove his brother back as he put more and more pressure on the two swords. Lotor smirked, his blue eyes narrowed as his sword grew closer to his brother's throat. Keith took several deep breathes, attempting to control the panic that was growing in his chest. His eyes landed on Katie and his mother for a brief moment, seeing the terrified look on both of their faces. Just as the pressure was becoming unbearable he managed to twist his leg enough to hook it around Lotor's, jerking it out from under him. The pressure vanished from as his chest as his brother went tumbling backwards.

"Lotor just give in! We both know I'm the stronger fighter!" Keith snapped, refusing to give into his brother.

"The throne is my right! The crown is my birth right!" Lotor yelled. He tightened the grip he had on his sword, his face flushed red in anger. Keith raised his sword, prepared when he charged forward, allowing his emotions to get the better of him. He knew Lotor wasn't thinking straight and no longer cared about the fight. He just wanted to injure the one he felt was causing all the problems that were crumbling his perfect world.

A cheer erupted from Katie as Keith disarmed his brother, clapping her hands together smiling when Lotor yielded. She watched as he stepped back, a relieved smile on his face as Alfor announced him the winner and the crown prince of Dibazaal. He turned, moving to take a step towards her, forgetting for a moment about his brother. Lotor sneered, slamming his fists against the ground, seething. He glared over his shoulder at his brother, wisps of his white hair falling in his face.

"Lotor!" Zarkon snapped as his hand forcefully rested on his eldest shoulder. Lotor jumped, turning his attention to his father, never having noticed when he had entered the arena.

"You lost a fair fight. Fighting any further would only cause more disgrace on yourself." He stated.

"A ball to celebrate the winners will be held tonight and it seems we have something else to celebrate." Alfor announced, smiling at his oldest friend.

End of Part 1

Hope you enjoyed the read. I know it is a little longer than I normally would write. Remember to leave me a review on what you thought.

I am open to requests for this pairing as well as any others if I am comfortable writing them.

Until next time.

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