LOOK AT KEITH CRADLING PIDGE IN HIS ARMS SO SHE DOESN’T GET HURT! HE’S SUCH A GOOD BOY! HE’S A FREAKING ANGEL!
I will write all the Voltron things and you can’t stop me. This time it’s the beginning of my own season 3 with Lotor as space Zuko/Inigo Montoya.
Enjoy!
The Black Paladin
The Prince
Soldiers jumped out of the way when they saw him storming down the hall. Good. Lotor was in no mood for any petty issues or groveling they might try to throw at him. Any other day and he would have loved to see commanders press themselves up against the wall or falling on the floor in front of him.
Today, he couldn’t give a Traq’s ass about them.
Haggar’s summons were always bad, but the commander who’d sent him the message had also told him what happened at central command. He’d told him what happened to his father.
Not dead yet, but it would be kinder if he was. The great Emperor Zarkon slept in a deep coma, one he might not wake up from. If not for Haggar’s magic, he might already be dead.

