Lovely »Pidge/Katie • Voltron«

-6- Heir

Date: October 20, 7805

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She was back in the castle, back with Shiro in his room. She felt free as she looked at her love, his coal-black eyes were warm with emotion. They were laying down on his bed and holding each other, it felt nice and right.

Abruptly, the scene melted into the distance and she jolted awake. Her quick movement placed strain on her wounds and she yelped in pain. The young lady looked around her completely new surroundings. She was no longer shackled to a wall and instead atop a posh bed in a luxurious room.

The entire room was a deep violet, no longer the stinging and annoyingly bright shade of fuchsia. It held no windows but was decked with lavish decorations. From holographic screens to an assortment of unfamiliar plants, she tried to figure out how she got into the room.

It continued to be in dim lighting but her eyes were managing. Two mechanical sliding doors opened to reveal the handsome prince of the Galra Empire. His eyes widened and he walked towards her, she began to back away. She made a small sound of pain as her back hit the bed's headboard.

Lotor smirked, leaning in close to her face. She was pink with weariness, her honey colored eyes betrayed as she stared into his blue eyes with hints of intimidation.

"Hello, Green Paladin." He greeted, a cool and something similar to minty breath blew past her senses.

She swallowed the lump in her throat, strengthening her glare.

"Let. Me. Go." She said boldly.

"Why do you want to leave? You'd never have to fight my empire again, you could stay here forever."

"Are you mental? I have friends, family, a job to protect the universe from your empire. I'm not just going to lie around in your petty palace and be your prisoner." Pidge hissed.

"You're wrong, you wouldn't be my prisoner."

"Yeah? Then what? Slave? Experiment?"

"Try 'queen'." He smirked, her expression was priceless.

"Answers my question, guess you are mental. Because there's no way in the universe you would ever humiliate yourself like that, let me off that easy, or have me to ever consent to such an atrocity!" She shouted.

"You, a humiliation? Please, you would be a gem in my family tree."

"That's not the point! I'm in love with someone, asshole!" She blurted out.

Katie quickly clasped a hand over her mouth in shock. How could she be so reckless as to admit something like that? Surely Lotor would find him and use him against her. She was shaking, looking back up and found herself almost concerned at how the prince's expression turned solemn.

"What's their name?" He asked, but it wasn't question, it was a demand.

Lotor should have known someone would have claimed her before him. Such a beautiful woman, he wondered who could have gained even the slightest bit of attention from her. Perhaps he should find out who she gave her heart to.

"Not telling you, Lotor. Let me go! I need to get back to my friends!"

She kicked his chest with her knee and scrambled as he was shoved backwards. When she got to the doors she found herself pushing with a leg and both arms to pull them open to no avail. She gasped as the half-Galra grabbed her, pinning her against the doors that still hadn't opened.

She felt herself turn red and resent as he placed his lips against her neck. She continued to struggle but the prince was much stronger than her. Despite her best efforts, he continued to taint her nape, the pale column bruising with burgundy marks in sequence.

She started tearing up, refusing that he would really do this to her. Lotor was bad but this was evil. Katie didn't notice the tears that were falling over her sharp cheekbones.

"Please, stop." She pleaded helplessly.

And Lotor did exactly that.

His lips drew from the divine skin and it left him craving more. Fortunately for Katie, he reprimanded the urges and let go of the trembling young woman. He pushed her back towards the bed and walked out the sliding doors after typing in a code.

Katie sat on the bed and pulled her knees to her chest. She was shaking and crying, muttering prayers to holy deities.

She needed to go back home.