~Voltron Oneshots 2!~

Part: 06

[once more]
[part 3]

When the visions fade, I am in the prince's arms. "Lance waken! Please, release the spell you have upon yourself!" His face blurs in and out for a moment. It takes a while for me to realize that the pools are not real. "My lord tell no-one of that- I beg of you!" I exclaim and sit up in is lap, he gives a soft smile. "There are many reasons a soul does not heal commander. The spell you have on yourself, can it be broken?" I scoff at him, "I've not cast any spells!"

"It is not something someone intentionally does commander. I was just asking if you think it could be broken." I scoot away from him and grip a blanket, "I know not my lord."

"There is no kingdom I am lord to none Lance, please I am Keith." He has his hand out, without hesitation I take it. "Okay- Keith." I smile at him, "we should get you to your brother. He's been trying to fill in work in your absence. He has helped with the homes that are built. It's been a few months since you've slept. I thought I condemned you to an endless sleep."

I gasp, "months? How?" He stands, "your body needed to rest after a full spell. One that took life threatening damage away from another." I stand as well, he's a tiny bit taller than me. Much more broad, built for battle. He and the King are Galra, part of the race that has destroyed ours. They are good though, their skin fades to purple on their arms. The king has a tail. If the prince has one, he has not shown it.

"Are you okay Lance?" He turns and faces me, "yes my- Keith." He nods and we walk out of the tent, a fire burns near the King's tent. "We've been having dinner together, come." He leads me up the path and to the fire pit, everyone is sitting on logs holding bowls of something. "Keith! He is well?" The king asks, nodding to me. I give a small smile, "with time he'll be back to normal."

"Come join us brother, I've prepared a stew!" Hunk calls, holding out two bowls. I grab one and thank him, and sit by Mateo. His hands are rough and scarred, he has a bandage on his forehead as well. "What happened there little one? I did not notice it before?" He smiles, "a board fell and hit me. Pidge found me and bandaged it." I look over to them, chatting with their parents.

"You little warrior, you're amazing!" I give him a side hug, "have there been any plans on what to do forward?" He shrugs, "King Shiro wishes to settle in a nearby city, but I know not of the finality. He's been waiting for his advisor to wake, now that you have he should call you for a plan."

"I'll talk to him, we'll speak again later brother." I stand and trot over to the king, he is speaking with the prince. "My lord, may I speak?" He turns to me and gives a kind nod, "yes Lance?" I sit my bowl down and sigh, "I've heard talk of leaving camp?" He gives a small frown, "yes. Nothing is final, everyone has different suggestions. Hunk wishes to stay here and build a small village, so does your brother. Pidge wishes to find new land, far away from our old and start a new. Keith agrees with Pidge."

"New land offers new opportunities. I agree, our numbers cannot stand walking weeks. They are not trained like you and I my lord. We've lost the rest of our army to plague, there are not even twenty of us. Not even ten! If we had a way of travel, it'd be feasible! I beg, let us not leave just yet. Let us build or find carts and horses." His face is still kind, "if we leave now we will not be tracked." Keith announces, giving a small glare. Footsteps clang into the camp, lady Allura and Coran are carrying small carts. On each of them there is fresh game, "good Haul lady Allura! I'll be able to make plenty of food for us!" Hunk bellows and rushes to grab the buck off of the cart. "I'll help you clean it Hunk!" Mateo offers, following the big man to his tent.