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41. Lotor- The Guardian

"Well, well, well," Liore started.

"What do we have here?" Myza finished, casting a wicked smirk our direction. I quickly let go of his hand.

"What are you doing here?" I said calmly, walking towards them.

"We came to check up on you and lover boy,"

"But turns out you already had plans of your own." I blushed and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Be quiet, you two." I socked them both in the arm. I sighed and walked along the path again. Lotor caught up with me.

"I've heard you are now the new head of the Galra empire." He sighed and played with the tips of his hair.

"Yes, so to speak."

"Whose side are you on, Lotor?" I stopped to face him. He looked at me in confusion.

"The paladins, of course."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Y-Yes..."

"Hmm." I continued to walk. He's not telling the full truth. Even with my power diminished this much he wants to gain control. Victory or Death, as he said fighting my spirit.

"(Y/N)... I must ask you something." I turned to him, my eyes piercing his.

"Yes?"

"Do you have... Emotions?" I cocked my head.

"Why yes, yes I do. May I ask why are you asking me this?"

"Well... Don't emotions get in the way of protecting, doing your duty?" I sighed.

"Sometimes. I see these wary travelers, and have to obliterate them. I cannot let anyone but the chosen ones have the knowledge of my ancestors. The ones who are worthy. This is my duty. I have been doing it for many millennia." I projected a small image on the palm of my hand.

"This is what my ancestors gave me. The ones who came before were hostile. More hostile than the Galra. They died, putting their lives on the line for their kingdoms. I am the only sworn protector left. The only descendant of the White Lion." I felt tears start to well up in my eyes. No. No one can see me like this. I felt a hand placed on my back.

"Should we go somewhere separate?" I nodded.

"Very well."

(Timeskip)

I have stayed with the paladins for the past 50 Spicolian Movements. It was relatively fun, and amazing to bond with such wonderful people. Lotor was... special. He was the one who had captured my heart.

Even though he did not make it through the temple, that did not define him. He was brave, encouraging, and an important asset to team Voltron. Of course, I helped a bit, shooting down Galra fighters and assisting the paladins on where to go.

One day it was just Lotor and I in the castle. Alone, together. I walked along the halls, admiring the architecture.

"(Y/N), there you are. I was looking for you." I turned to Lotor.

"Oh, did you need to see me?" He nodded, nervous somehow. I placed my lips on his forehead.

"Do you have a fever? Your face is red and your forehead is warm." His eyes widened in surprise and inched back a bit, his ears folding a little.

"Lotor? Is something wrong?" He breathed out.

"(Y/N)... There is something I wanted to talk to you about for a while now..."

"Go on. I'm listening," I said, sitting down.

"I know you are a divine spirit. I also realize that you are the only one left. And if something were to... happen to you, I would never forgive myself, and your race would be detonated."

"Yes?"

"I-I have also... Developed feelings for you. Together, we could make beautiful children, that could carry on the strengths of both of us, ensuring that Oriande would be safe, and the universe to prosper." I stood up, letting his hand cup my cheek.

"Lotor..."

"I understand if you don't find me a suitable mate. I, after all, failed the te- Mmph!" I kissed his lips, wrapping my arms around his neck. He relaxed and began to kiss back.

"Lotor, you're the ideal mate and so much more," I whispered, smiling. He laughed back and swung me around by my hips, lifting me into the sky.

"Lotor!" I squealed happily, "Put me down!" He chuckled and placed his lips on mine again.

"You have no idea how happy I am, to hear those words, (Y/N)."

"You are the only one in the universe that's suitable. You've proven that you can change. Work together. As a team. That's what the white lion is for. Healing yourself, and healing others. Working alongside others instead of stealing and forcing them to work for you. Caring about others, Lotor.

"That's why your mother, Honerva, was never able to reach Oriande. Quintessence plagued her mind. But you, you are different. You willingly worked together with the people around you. Lotor, you didn't double cross, you forced yourself to work together for the greater good." I smiled through tears, cupping his face.

"That's why I love you." He smiled and kissed me again.