Daibazaal – Years following the failed Gem invasion.
"Honerva, my love." Zarkon began as he entered the room belonging to him and his wife; discovering her by the dresser, fixing up her hair in the mirror while Kova lied on top of it. "Kolivan informed me that you requested my presence. Is something wrong with the Quintessence experiments?"
"No, my beloved." The Altean replied with a small chuckle. "The Quintessence experiments are going well, far better than I ever expected. The Alliance will be pleased with the results."
"Surely, you didn't summon me away from my duties just to tell me that, right?" Zarkon jokingly asked.
"Of course, not," Honerva answered. "I summoned you, because of this." The Empress turned to her husband; revealing her swollen belly to him.
Zarkon's jaw dropped, then he looked up at his beloved. "Are..." The Emperor began, lost for words. "Are you telling me..."
"You're going to be a father." Honerva finished.
Tears welled in Zarkon's eyes at the fantastic news and ran over to hug his wife; gently picking her up off the ground. "I'm going to be a father!" The Emperor shouted with joy. "Do you know if it's a boy or a girl? Or how long until your due? Do you have any names picked?"
"Don't get ahead of yourself, my beloved." The Altean woman chuckled.
"Oh, yes... of course." An embarrassed Zarkon said, putting his wife down.
"I won't be due for a while, now," Honerva answered. "But the doctors did tell me that it is a boy. A little Prince."
"Ah, Prince Koltor, Son of Zarkon and Honerva!" Zarkon shouted with proud energy.
"Koltor?" Honerva questioned.
"Koltor was the name of a great war-hero." The Emperor explained. "Through his leadership and fearlessness in battle; he made the Empire of Daibazaal what it is now."
"I see." The Empress responded.
"You don't like it?" Zarkon asked with a bit of a pout.
"It's an interesting name," Honvera admitted. "But I was thinking of an Altean name, like Lotarius."
"Lotarius?" Zarkon questioned. "I'm unfamiliar with him.
"Much like your Koltor and the Empire of Daibazaal, Lotarius made the Kingdom of Altea what it is now," Honerva explained. "But not through battle, but exploration and diplomacy."
"Hm. Lotarius and Koltor." Zarkon quietly said. "How about a new name. One that represents both of our cultures and will fit him perfectly as a great leader and wise diplomat, as well as fearless warrior and explorer."
"I think I have one." Honerva began, placing her left hand on her belly. "Prince Lotor, Son of Zarkon and Honerva. And the future of the Alliance."
"Then Lotor, it is." Zarkon agreed before he and his wife locked lips.
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Castle Doom – Present Day
"YOU CALL YOURSELVES WARRIORS?" A towering Galran warrior shouted as he slew a group of gladiators in the ring with his war-hammer. Seven phoebs have passed since Zarkon's demise, and the Empire is on the verge of collapse. Even though Voltron hasn't been seen since the battle in Olkari space, that hasn't stopped the galactic-wide resistances from popping up. While some are trying to keep their hold on the worlds they are losing; others are accepting of the inevitable downfall and spend their days in the arena, entertaining the masses.
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