The Chronicles of Doom "Dark Kingdom" Three She was back in this realm after all her hiding. She was not suprised when she saw him. He had changed some - his face was obviously damaged from the explosion his ship subtained three years ago, but other than that, he hadn't changed. Hagar also knew of Zarkon's change and Lotor's hatred for him. As she did before, she would help him, for the guilt she felt for the long ago murder of his mother had resurfaced. The time when she had kept Princess Allura in this realm had not helped her. She had nearly changed - and it had scared her. She was more familar with herself as she was now, not as she was before Z'aale had weaseled his way into her heart. She still loved him and she did not believe for a minute he had changed his ways - not a whit. She knew Z'aale well. He was not a one to change so radically and over his son? No! He had hated Lotor at the last. He had nearly killed him himself several times. No. The fools of the Alliance were utterly idiots, believing him. For now, though, she would help Lotor from his base of operations - the floating isle where Castle Doom now lay. She thought it interesting that now the dark Castle of his father's could now move about - although Lotor had talked about placing it back upon the planet once he had Allura. Hagar cackled. Ah well, if the Castle of Lions could be moved about, so could Castle Doom.. She sighed as she sat in her chambers. With the Voltron Force banded together again, it was like old times - except of course without Z'aale. He was campaigning for Alliance office - or rather they were nominating him as chief of the security council, second only to Amalgamus. Ah, if only they knew just who Amalgamus really was or where he came from. She knew that Z'aale knew exactly who he was and he would use him at the right time. Fools, they were all fools..Mingling with an enemy. Still Lotor's many plots were distracting them, and now this new one - well she hoped for his sake, it would work. He was desperate for the princess, just as much as she was desperate to be with Z'aale again. She missed him so, she wouldn't mind being his witch, so long as he was hers again. Hagar got up. She would have to put Lotor's plan in effect. They had the diplomat, now she had to lure the princess here. Once she was at Castle Doom, it would be up to Lotor. Allura came alone. She was wary. She knew she should have told Keith of her whereabouts, but she knew that Lotor would only be enraged if he saw Keith, so she came alone. Hopefully she could talk Lotor out of keeping the diplomat. After all, he was no use to Lotor. She was afraid though, that Lotor had not lost his desire for her, that he would use the diplomat as a bargaining chip. Allura's lips tightened. Surely he would realize how futile that would be now. Surely she could talk to him. She seemed to be the only one that could. She saw through Blue Lions sensors that a small entrance at the enclosed dome was opening for her. They knew she was here then. She still found it strange that Castle Doom was an airborne island now, instead of on the planet. She shugged. No doubt they had copied the plans from the Castle of Lions - adapting the starwarp technology for themselves. She flew in and was immediately pulled in by a tractor beam, which landed her outside the castle. An officer met and bowed to her.Allura thought about the last time she met a Doom officer - he was not near as respectful as this one was. No doubt Lotor gave him explicit orders to treat her well. She was escorted inside the castle, which looked exactly the same. She saw to her discomfort a large framed portrait of her in the main hall. It was well-done, but when he had it done, she had no idea. She was taken to the main throne room, where three people awaited her - Lotor, Hagar and the missing diplomat. Hagar had the diplomat frozen in a stasis field and she bowed mockingly at Allura as she came in. The officer escorting her quickly left and Lotor, quickly came to greet her. She saw him smile, and despite the flexible metal that hid half his face, his smile was still the same, sensual and tempting. He took her hands and said, "Welcome, Allura.." She tried to snatch her hands away, but his grip with his implants were way too strong. She said, "Lotor - you know why I'm here. Release him and let him go. He is of no use to you." Lotor's hand reached out and pulled her helmet off and tossed it aside. Ignoring her comment, his hand came up and caressed her hair gently. He said, "Hair like yours is not meant to be covered.." Allura pulled back and said "Lotor, please.." His eyes narrowed, "So, you wish to get down to business? Very well, my sweet. " He released his grip from her hands and walked over to where the diplomat was. He smirked and said, "I am willing to release your diplomat, Allura, if you would grant my small request.." He came over to her and wrapped his strong arms around her slim waist. "Marry me.." She knew somehow he would come to this. She said furiously, "You know I cannot, Lotor! You are a fugitive! No!" He jerked her against him and said, "Then I will tell Hagar to make his remaining time here miserable! And then when he dies, your Alliance will be blamed!" She gasped, "No, you can't do that!" He smiled, "Yes, I can! I rule here, my love. All I want is your answer of yes and I will let him go. That is my promise to you." Allura couldn't let the diplomat be killed because of her! Allura looked straight into his eyes and said, "All right, Lotor.. I will marry you. Let him go." He smiled, his eyes dancing. He placed a finger on her lips. "Not yet, darling. When the vows are completed, when I have kissed you as my wife, then he will be set free.." She said, "How I do know?" Lotor said, "You don't, my love - but as long as I have you, nothing matters.." He lifted her up in his arms and said, "I will take you to your room, my dear. Hagar will marry on the morrow..and just to make sure you do not attempt to contact your friends or try escaping, your colleague will remain with Hagar." He looked down into her troubled eyes and said, "Remember, she knows your thoughts and she will tell me if you are planning something.." He carried her into her room and placed her on a soft bed. He leaned into her and whispered, "This is your room for now, but it will soon be ours.." He kissed her stiringly, and she was suprised that in all these years, his kiss had not changed a bit. He did not seem to want to break the kiss, but he did, breathing heavily. He said, "I must leave, Allura, or I will lose control with you. it has been so long.." She could hear his voice, filled with such longing and desire and knew this to be true. Despite her fear, her face must have had a questioning look for he smiled knowingly. "Ah, you wonder, my sweet? Yes. I am every bit a man in that sense of the word.." She blushed furiously and he laughed. "Ah, Allura, already you fill my heart with joy.." He caressed her hair again and whispered, "Someone will be here to bring you to dinner shortly. I will have a wonderful suprise for you, my love.." He reached over where a nightstand was and handed her a glass filled with amber liquid. "Drink, Allura" She said, "No! I won't! My friends-" His eyes narrowed dangerously. "Do as I wish, Allura! Remember your diplomat friend!" Allura shivered and she drank some of the liquid. Lotor took it away before she drank too much and said, "There, that wasn't so bad, was it? " He kissed her on the forehead gently. "Rest, my love..dinner will be in awhile." Allura's eyelids became heavy and suddenly she was asleep. Lotor gazed at her, watching her still face. Soon he would wake up every morning and see that beautiful face close to his own. He would feel her hair under his hands and her lips would be his to kiss. He would make her so happy. His hand ran up her leg and he trembled. It had been so long - so long since he had touched a woman - since he had touched her..he was so tempted to just take her clothing off now but he knew that he would lose his control with her. He would never get her dressed again and they would never get to dinner, for he knew he would just take her and he didn't want to do that. He wanted her cries to be of passion, not of fear. He trembled again at the thought of her that way with him and cursed his desire. He walked out of the room quickly, not trusting himself. He would send an older female servant to tend to her dressing. He stalked off and headed for Hagar's lab. He smiled. The old witch's magic would serve him well tonight. Tonight he would win her heart... She awoke a little while later. To her suprise, she was not in her VF uniform, but in a long gown. She blushed. Who had undressed her? Lotor? Her questions were answered, when an older woman, obviously a servant came to her and said, "Ah, mistress. You are awake. He told me to take to dinner when you awakened.." Allura looked the woman over and thought that she had been the one who dressed her. Allura sighed, still groggy from the drink he gave her. She would go along with Lotor's game for now. Surely the rest of the team would find out where she was and rescue her..she hoped. She wouldn't not admit it, but despite his disfigurement, Lotor's kiss still held that dark attraction for her.....