I will keep you safe, Lance. (Lotor x Lance)

You staying with me part 3.5

⚠️ Manipulation
Being lie to ⚠️

Back with Lotor.

Lotor was sitting on his throne, a satisfied smirk on his face. He was surrounded by his generals, who were all eagerly waiting for his next command.

Zethrid was standing right next to Lotor, a sly and wicked smile on her face. She had a feeling that whatever Lotor was up to, it was going to be bad news for the paladins.

Lotor leaned back in his throne and addressed the room. "I have a little surprise for our Paladin friends."

Acxa quirked an eyebrow, intrigued. "A surprise, my lord?"

Lotor smirked and nodded. "Yes, a surprise. A little something to remind them of what happens when they interfere with my plans."

Lance still in medbay. "Ngh..." Sat up and held his injury on his stomach.

Lance slowly sat up on the medical bed and gingerly touched the injury on his stomach, wincing in pain at the contact. He looked around the medbay, his vision slightly blurry and disoriented, trying to get his bearings.

"Ow..." Lance get off of the medical bed.

He slowly stood up, bracing himself against the bed as his legs felt shaky and weak. The pain in his stomach was intense, but he knew he had to push through it and figure out where he was.

He walks out of the medbay.

Lance stumbled out of the medbay, his legs feeling unsteady under him. He looked around the hallway, trying to get his bearings and figure out where he was. The pain from his injury was intense, but he pushed it to the back of his mind and focused on finding a way out of wherever he was. He slowly made his way down the hallway, holding onto the wall for support, as the room spun around him.

"Huh?" Lance saw Narti.

Lance's eyes widened in surprise as he saw Narti standing in the hallway ahead of him. For a moment, he thought he was hallucinating, but the sight of the Galra general's cat-like features quickly confirmed that he wasn't.

"Right she is blind and mute.." Lance panting.

Lance looked at Narti, his mind racing. He knew that the Galra general was blind and mute, but that didn't make her any less dangerous. He still didn't know where he was or how he got there, but the sight of Narti sent a chill down his spine.

"Besides the medic did treat my wound.." Lance sighs.

Lance took a deep breath and tried to calm his racing thoughts. His stomach still hurt like hell, but at least it was bandaged and somewhat tended to. He wondered who had treated his injury, and why they hadn't just killed him while he was unconscious.

He heard footsteps behind him.

Lance tensed up at the sound of footsteps approaching from behind him. He turned around slowly, his heart pounding in his chest as he braced himself for whatever was coming. He clenched his fists and took a defensive stance, trying to prepare himself for a potential attack.

"Lotor?" Lance's eyes widened in surprise as he saw Lotor walking towards him, a sly and smug look on his face. He couldn't believe that the Galra general was here, standing right in front of him, and his heart skipped a beat in fear.

"I do appreciate... Your medics heal my wound... And you letting me stay... I have to go.."

Lotor chuckled sinisterly and took a few steps closer to Lance, his smirk growing wider. "Ah, but you're not going anywhere, my dear Paladin. We have some unfinished business to attend to first."