Two weeks have passed since Lotor had headed out to do whatever missions Zarkon had sent him to do. His missions ranged from just finding and capturing wanted galra soldiers that went awall, to going to small planets and being forced to singlehandedly capture and claim the planet as part of the galra empire.

Lotor was exhausted, but every day he had called his generals to know how Lance was doing. And every day it was the same; he still wasn't awake. At this point the generals had to connect Lance to devices that would feed him the nutrition his body needed.

Lotor was keeping his hopes up but he was worried that Lance may never wake up. His body was forcing him to stay in a coma, or whatever it was doing. Lotor wanted his kitten back! He growled to himself, getting into his small ship to head back to Zarkon to report his mission.

He had completed what seemed like dozens of assignments for Zarkon, and he was exhausted. He honestly expected Zarkon to give him a mission involving Voltron, yet he hasn't. It was a bit unnerving.

Sliding back into the hangar of Zarkon's ship, he slid out and was confronted by a galra soldier. The soldier saluted him and Lotor waved his hand. "Speak soldier."

"Lord Zarkon wishes for you to relay your completion of your assignments to me."

"Very Well," Lotor said, telling the soldier what he had completed. The soldier nodded. "Lord Zarkon no longer needs you for the time being, you may go." With that, the soldier turned and left, and Lotor couldn't be happier.

'Finally!' He thought, turning to board his ship. Any other day before meeting Lance, he would have relaxed before heading off, but he was desperate to return to Lance's side.

"Wait, Lotor." A soft voice spoke. Lotor groaned, he knew that voice anywhere.

"Can I help you? I am in a bit of a hurry." Lotor huffed, turning his head to eye his mother. Haggar had her finger's laced together as she walked up to him. "I know I can't change your mind... but do you really want to spend so much time on him? He may not wake up."

Lotor winced. "You really don't respect my privacy at all do you? You really must watch my every move through your druid magic?"

Haggar hid her face with her hood. "You could find a lovely male or female galra. One who will live as long as we do. A human's life is so sho-"

"I don't care!" Lotor growled, turning towards her. "I love him mother! That is all that matters to me. I will always chose him over anyone else. I will spend every second of my life with him until he passes on! He is my true mate, I know it in my heart. If you try to get in between us, I will fight you. I love you, but I need him more than anything."

Haggar sighed to herself. "I can sense just how strongly you feel for him. You have never loved anyone you have dated so much before. Please, take this."

Haggar reached over to grab one of Lotor's hands and she placed a small box in his hand, earning a raised eyebrow. She gave him a small smile. "I want you to have this, you will put it to better use than I."

Lotor nodded quietly, suddenly feeling overwhelmed. He surprised his mother by giving her a big bear hug. She gasped but gave in to the hug happily. After a moment, Lotor kissed her on the cheek and bid her goodbye.

Back in his ship, he quickly contacted his generals. Acxa was the one to appeared on the screen. "How is he?" Lotor asked without hesitation.

"He still hasn't woken up... but there have been.. some minor changes." Lotor glared. "Minor changes? Like what?"

Acxa looked uncomfortable. "I think you should come and see for yourself."

"On my way."

10 minutes later, Lotor stepped out of his small ship into the hangar, and was greeted by Narti and Ezor. "Welcome back sir!" Ezor saluted him. Lotor shoved passed her, beelining it right to the medical bay. "Why didn't you guys inform me the moment something happened?" He growled as Ezor and Narti kept up.

"W-well it just happened all of a sudden! And his vitals are still perfectly fine and he is still healing."

"If everything is fine then why did Acxa tell me there were some changes?"

'He is fine Prince Lotor. He is still healing and being well taken care of. The blood you gave him is just changing him, that's all.' Narti's voice spoke softly in his head. 'I am able to enter Lance's mind, he is unresponsive, but I can tell he is getting better.'

"Changing him how?" Lotor scowled, slamming open the door to the medical bay. "Why are all of you so-" The words left his mouth as he stared in shock at Lance laying on the bed.

Lance had Altean markings on his cheeks and his ears were longer like an Altean's or Galra's. The markings on his cheeks curled upwards towards the outside of his eyes. His hair was the same brown Lotor knew and love, save for a few strands that were complete white.

"What... what happened?" Lotor stumbled towards him, grasping his hands tightly in his own.

"His body accepted your blood without any problems, and the blood for the most part changed to fit his body, but it also changed him as well. He appears to now have some Galra and Altean traits." Acxa spoke.

"Even his eyes have changed." Ezor noted. Lotor swung around to stare at her with wide eyes. "What?"

"Well..." Ezor walked up, pressing her fingers lightly against Lance's right eyelid, lifting it up to show Lotor. Lotor froze. Lance's once white sclera, were now yellow, like his own. Lotor stood up with a start, making a chair nearby clatter loudly to the ground.

"He is still the same Lance! You did what you had to to save him sir!" Ezor spoke quickly, her hands up noticing Lotor's panicked look. Lotor felt himself grow weak, and he fell to his hands and knees, his hair cascading around his face.

"What have I done?"

Everyone looked sympathetically towards Lotor, before Acxa spoke. "You did what you had to. If you had not given him your blood, he would not be alive at all. His body had a few changes, that doesn't mean he isn't the same Lance you love."

"It isn't that!" Lotor snapped. "I changed him... he couldn't tell me no. He had no choice, he couldn't consent. I changed him regardless of his opinion... He has galra blood flowing through him... damnit!" Lotor slammed a fist on the floor, angry with himself.

He had done it to save Lance, but he had not considered Lance's feelings. Maybe Lance wouldn't mind with these changes, but maybe he would. He might be angry with Lotor, for shoving filthy Galra blood inside him. Maybe he would have rather died than have galra blood in him. He may hate him.

'You know that isn't true...' Narti's voice spoke. Lotor winced. 'He loves you, more than anything in the whole universe. A few changes will not make him think differently or hate you. You know Lance better than any of us, do you really think he would hate you?'

Lotor took a deep breath, standing up and nodding. "You're right." He replied. The other generals looked at each other confused, still in the dark about Narti's ability.

"I apologize that you all had to see me like that." He turned and bowed slightly towards his generals. Zethrid laughed. "No need to apologize. You know this boy loves you more than anything, he risked his life to protect your ship and fight against the Black Paladin just so he could stay here with you!"

Lotor nodded. His damned insecurities would be the death of him. He rarely showed his weak side to anyone, but his generals were those he trusted deeply. He had taken too many peoples lives, he had changed the fates of those who did not ask for it, he had done things to people without their consent. And to this day, it haunts him. He cursed his father for all the horrible missions he had sent him on. Lance was the only one who could make him relax and forget about his horrible past.

"Very true, Lance refused to let us join in the fight as well, he wanted to win the battle himself, to prove he was strong enough." Acxa spoke calmly.

Lotor smiled slightly. "He is stronger than anyone I know. He is very special, he will make a great hus-"

"Guys look!" Ezor interrupted, standing next to Lance's bed.

"He is waking up!"

The generals all made to rush to Lance's side, but held themselves so Lotor could be closer. He grabbed Lance's hands in his, and studied his face intensely, until Lance's eyes slowly opened. His bright blue eyes laid on Lotor and a small smile slid on his lips. "...L-Lotor..."

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