Chapter Twenty-One
Allura awoke in a large, soft bed. She was disoriented for a moment and she called out Lotor's name. She looked around, still in a daze. She could feel a sense of evil in this room. She sensed that she was in Zarkon's - or rather Devonn's - chambers. In fear she bolted up off the bed. She could not stay here! Waves of terror came over her. If she stayed, she would be mated to a monster and she would die!
She opened the door, her eyes seeing nothing. It was as if she were blind. She had to find sanctuary - a safe place!!
She ran down the halls barefoot, not noticing the cold stones under her feet. She had to get away from the beast or he would take her! Hands reached out from the walls, both times pushing her and grabbing her. She gasped in terror. Faces appeared and disappeared and they seemed to be the spirits of those who were murdered here.
. Her breath caught in her throat and she sobbed in terror. She had to find him! She ran for what seemed an eternity and then she suddenly stopped. She turned towards a set of double doors and they opened before her, seemingly beckoning her to enter.
She thought she could a whisper in her mind..Enter, my beloved. Allura went inside and breathed a deep sigh. she felt safe here. He was here. She could feel his prescence. No one could reach her here.She found her haven in the den of hell.
Allura laid on his soft bed and hugged one of his pillows to her. She buried her head in it, and could smell his scent upon it.
She smiled and whispered, "Come to me, Lotor my beloved..I love you so.."
She laid there, a smile upon her face, wrapped in peace and contentment. She drifted off into sleep and dreamed of him - Lotor
King Devonn, who was sitting upon his throne,smiled evily. Everything was going smoothly. Zarkon's troops and other holdings readily bowed to his rule. Soon he would go to Arus and claim Voltron as was his right as Allura's husband. He had everything where he wanted it. Soon, with Voltron at his beck and call,he would spread his empire further. He could produced more Voltrons, perhaps extending his Empire to the very source of the Garrison - planet Earth!
He laughed with glee.Ah, he would overshadow everything his father Zarkon had ever done! He would rule all! He would be like a god, holding life and death in his hands. All would bow to his will.
He shifted slightly in his chair and thought of the one who would be the first to bow to his will - Allura. He found her continued resistance exciting. She was unlike any woman he had ever encounted. Most women would have surrended to him by now, but she - she fought him. How one so fragile and beautiful posess such strength of will? Most beautiful women he had encounted did not posess this. They gave in after a time. He smirked. Well, he would break her. She would bend to his will and she would live to please only him.
He had never encountered such a stubborn one. It would give him such pleasure to break her resistance. He saw how she was with that damnable half-brother of his. She was a woman of passion. He wanted that with her and he would force it from her. She was his,not Lotor's. He decided that perhaps it was about time to consumate their marriage. He would show her who was her master. His eyes glittered with anticipation. Suddenly he found that he could not wait any longer.
He turned to Hagar and said, "Hagar, I will be indisposed for awhile. I know you are able to take care of things here. I wish for no interuptions. Is that clear?"
The witch cackled and said, "You will be with your wife?"
Devonn frowned slightly and said, "Actually that is none of your business..but yes, I will be. Remember, I want no interuptions!"
Hagar cackled again and said, "As you wish, sire!" Devonn departed the throne room with a slight smile on his face. It was time for his honeymoon.
The Phoenix landed on Planet Doom undetected. The ship was cloaked as was the entire Royal Guard Fleet that hovered above the planet. Lotor gave an order for one squadron of troops to accompany him.
He went to the back of the ship to talk to Giselle,who was taking care of the baby. Giselle finished and handed the baby to Lotor. He smiled at the small infant, who smiled back. Giselle was suprised at how they seemed to bond together as if they were of the same blood. He really looked like he was her father. Giselle smiled as he laughed at the baby, who continued to coo.He would truly be a good father to the baby, and the princess would be a good mother.
Giselle frowned. She hoped they could get the princess away from Devonn and defeat him once and for all. Devonn needed to die. He hurt too many people. Lotor cradled the baby and then he handed her back reluctantly to Giselle.
Lotor said quietly, "Stay here and keep her safe. You should be all right. Keep the gun for protection, just in case."
Lotor kissed the baby's forehead and turned to depart. He turned to Bengale and said, "Old man, you're coming with me!"
Bengale paled and said, "Why should I? I'm a diplomat, not a soldier!"
Lotor sneered at him and said, "You're not a man, either! I don't trust you. I want you where I can keep an eye on you."
He grabbed the old man by the arm and dragged him out. The hatch closed behind them.
Giselle held the baby close to her and closed her eyes. Long ago words of a forgotten childhood prayer came to her.
She said softly, "Father Creator, protect them..guide them and keep them from the Evil One...protect the good and chase away the evil that would overpower them..."
She opened her eyes as tears sprang from them.She called out, "Oh, Father Creator, I beg of you..save her from the son of the devil. Bring Allura to her rightful husband so that the little one here will know the love of both!"
Giselle started to weep."Oh, Merciful One..I pray! I know I have not been faithful to you. I have strayed from the ways of good, but I throw myself upon your mercy and your long ago sacrifice for all mortals.please, oh please grant them victory this day in Your name!!"
The baby, as if sensing Giselle's distress, started to whimper. Giselle looked down upon the little one and said softly, "Shh, little one..go to sleep..all will be well.." Giselle sat and rocked the baby, hoping that her comforting words would be true.
The Voltron Force were returning from the GG Headquarters - victorious. With Voltron, they were able to defeat Devonn's Seventh Fleet, for the GG junior officers and cadets had stormed the building where the leaders were being held. Between Voltron mopping up the invaders and the GG takeover, they won the battle.
Many of the Seventh Fleet had surrendered to Voltron, and also said that they would join the fight against Devonn. They too had seen his transmission, but had known that his retribution against them would not be pleasant. Now with Voltron free to defend, the officers of the Seventh Fleet knew that they could overthrow Devonn for the true King of Canesian.
Although Keith was hesitant at first, he knew that they could use all the help they could get on Doom, so he allowed them to help. The GG Headquarters were secure now and so they departed for Doom.
Devonn strode towards his father's chambers - his now. He was shown them by Hagar earlier, and he liked them. They were sumptuous and luxurious. Perfect for a honeymoon.
He opened the door in anticipation, looking forward to seeing Allura in his bed. The room was dark, but his eyes adjusted quickly. She was not on the bed! Perhaps she was hiding?
He called her name. "Allura! Come out! I command you!"
No answer. Devonn's fists clenched in rage. How dare she! He turned to stalk out of the room. She was here somewhere! He would find her wherever she was and take her. He didn't care anymore. No more games with her. He would have her and no one would stop him..no one. Devonn went out his door, the hunter seeking his prey...
Lotor and Bengale, escorted by his troops stormed the throne room. It had not been easy to get there, but the Royal Guards showed their bravery and tenacity by fighting and beating back the Doom soldiers. It was not Lotor's intent to take over Doom at the moment, but to only rescue Allura.
The doors to the throne room opened by themselves and Lotor thought..Hagar's here, old bat!... and sure enough,as if summonded by Lotor's very thought, the old witch was in the throne room.
Hagar said, "Well, Prince Lotor! You're alive! Well I can remedy that!"
Lotor smirked and said, "Why, Hagar! Such a greeting! I've brought someone for you to meet!!"
Bengale had heard the name "Hagar" and looked at the old witch from behind Lotor's back and thought... that's Hagar? Good god! She's aged badly!Her wrinkles have wrinkles!
At that moment, Lotor jerked him out from behind and said, "Bengale, don't you want to see your wife, Hagar?"
Hagar's eyes widened and then narrowed. She snarled,"Bengale! You worthless, traitorous --"
Bengale, out in the open, said, "Ah - ah Hagar! Um, how lovely you - ugh - look! I can explain!"
Hagar went towards the hapless old man and said, "You had the gall to leave me with two brats!! Your escape nearly got me in trouble! Now you'll pay, worthless fool!!"
By this time, Lotor was completely forgotten. He did not see Devonn or Allura in the throne room and he feared the worst. Lotor went towards the doors when Bengale screamed, "King Lotor! You can't leave me like this! I saved your life!!"
Lotor said, "Consider it payback for not helping my mother! Happy honeymoon, Bengale!"
As Lotor ran down towards the halls, he could hear Bengale's scream of agony as Hagar exacted her revenge on her hapless former husband. Lotor didn't care. His heart was filled with utter fear for Allura. He had to get to her! He thought that he could sense her presence, but he wasn't sure where. The logical place to check would be his father's old chambers...he hoped he could reach her before it was too late.
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