Story by Adele
Story Copyright 2003
A story based on the series, "Voltron, The Third Dimension"

The characters of Voltron are the property of World Event Productions.  All other characters are the copyright of Adele.   Please do not use them without asking for permission.  Thank you.


Chapter 10
A Brief Interlude

Keith returned to his quarters, alone.  As he entered them, he slammed his body onto the bed, pounding his fist into the mattress, and pushing his face into the pillow, stifling a few primal screams, motivated by intense anger.

The door buzzed, and Keith suddenly stopped to gain his composure.  He didn't want company; and he thought he had made that quite clear back in the courtyard by telling everyone to meet him in 45 minutes.

He pushed himself off of the bed, and stormed across the room, determined to blow up at the person responsible for the intrusion.

He went to the door, and unlocked it, immediately starting the verbal attack on the intruderà even before the door slid open.

"I thought I made it pretty clear I wanted to be alone!  I...huh?" he suddenly gasped. "What in the...what are you doing here?"

He stepped back... caught off guard by his visitor.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to disturb you, Keith.  If you'd like, I'll leave..."

Keith stared at his unexpected guest, as she stood at the door.

"Allura!" he forcefully whispered, as he grabbed her and pulled her into his quarters.  "How did you get here without being seen leaving?" The door quickly closed behind them.

"I told them I had to go to the ladies room, and that with this dress on, it could take me a while to get everything back in order.  I've used the time to come and see you, while Romelle covers for me..." Allura said.  "That is...if you still want to see me."

"You shouldn't have risked it, Allura!" Keith said sternly.  Then he smiled, as he took her in his arms,  "But I'm glad you did!"

"I needed to see you, Keith.  This was the hardest thing I have ever had to do, next to watching you return to Earth five years ago." Allura said, holding him tightly.  "I thought I'd die!  I turned a few times during the ceromony, and I saw the expression on your face.  I wanted to run away!"

"You were very brave, Princess." Keith replied.

Allura buried her face into Keith's chest.  "I'm not the 'princess' anymore.  My life has changed...I'd rather have married Lotor."

Keith shook his head.  "I know you don't mean that."

Allura released a breathless sigh...  "No, you're right.  I'd rather have remained with you. Oh Keith... what are we going to do now?"

"We go on, Allura." he sighed.

"Can you go on...seeing me everyday, married to another man?" Allura replied softly, her voice giving off signs that she was near to tears.

Keith kissed Allura's forehead, then rested his chin on the top of her head.  His tender kiss was her final undoing.  Allura's body racked in sobs as she felt her emotions give way to her sad state of being.

Keith held her close, once again wishing she could remain there forever.

A bright white light that filled Keith's entire room suddenly interrupted their embrace.  When the brightness subsided, they looked up and found the ghost of King Alfor before them.

Allura shouted, "FATHER!"

Keith fell to his knees, solemnly. "King Alfor!"

"Arise, Commander Keith." King Alfor said.

Keith rose to his feet, coming up along side of Allura, grabbing her shoulders as she wept bitterly.  She began sobbing uncontrollably at the sight of her father's ghost.

"Father, why? You once told me
as a child that I wouldn't be forced
to marry anyone that I didn't love!
Now, I'm married to a man I know
nothing about, instead of the man
I love with all of my heart!"

King Alfor looked down with
compassion for his daughter. 
"My dear child.  I know the pain
you feel. I am sorry that this has
to be.  I am very proud of you,
Allura, for making this ultimate

Allura looked up again at her father, her voice more under control.  "Father, I don't understand... why did I have to marry King Augusta in order to save Arus and Surbain?  If you knew Lotor was behind this whole thing, why couldn't we just fight him in another way?"

"My brave little Allura... it had to come to pass, in order to save both planets.  That is all I can say.  Trust in the special bond that you and Keith share with each other, as both of you journey to Surbain.  Hold on to the love you both have found in one another.  Draw strength from it and let it make you strong.  Never give up, my daughter. Farewell."

Allura and Keith watched as King Alfor faded away from sight.

"Goodbye, Father." Allura wept sadly.  She sank to the ground, and Keith went down with her, holding her from behind.

"Allura... try to calm down," he said. "It'll be okay, Princess... I promise..."

She turned and shouted at him. "Didn't you hear me?  I'm not a princess any longer!  Stop calling me that!"

"I'm...I'm sorry, Allura." Keith replied quietly.

"That title has been stolen from me!  I'm a queen now!  A stupid queen!  And I hate it!  I hate my king!  I hate my life!" she thrusted herself into Keith's chest, crying in an almost hysterical manner.

Keith allowed her a few minutes to get it all out.  Seeing her like this was tearing him apart inside.  Then when it looked like she was settling down, he pulled her body upward by the shoulders, straightening her out so that her eyes would be forced to look into his.

"Allura, listen to me!" Keith said sharply. 
"I need you!  The team needs you! You can't
fall apart on me now!"

Allura sniffed hard, reducing her bellowing
down to a whimper.  The tears were rolling
down her cheeks. They were as big as raindrops.
She looked at him, forcing herself to calm down.

Seeing she was gaining control, Keith nodded
his head toward her.

"That's better." He smiled, cupping her face
with his hands and using
his thumbs to wipe the tears from her face.

"What's the plan now, Keith?" Allura said, her voice thick with sadness, as she desperately tried to regain a level head.

"Listen to me carefully," Keith started to say.  "Sven is going to fly Blue Lion.  We are supposed to follow the convoy back to Surbain.  We'll be right with you the whole way, Princess.  And you are still the Princess of Planet Arus!  And the queen of my heart!  Don't you dare forget that!"

"I... I won't, Keith." she sniffed.  "I won't."

"That's my girl!" Keith gently whispered, smiling at her.  He looked down at his digital watch.  "Come on, you better get out of here.  You can't risk being seen here with me."

"Oh Keith... I wish things were different." Allura sighed, a trace of weeping still in her voice.

"Me too, but we have to work with the hand we've dealt, for now." Keith said.  "Remember what your father said, Princess.  Just believe."

"I... I will." Allura nodded.

Keith stood to his feet and pulled Allura up with him.  When they both were standing up, Keith sighed.  "You know, it's too bad, really.  I mean, wasting such a beautiful wedding dress on such a lousy husband.  Next time, you have to do better than him." Keith joked.

Allura smiled. "Not to worry, Commander.  I intend to."

She embraced him, wishing she could remain safe in his arms forever.

"Thank you, Keith.  In every crisis of my life, it would seem that you always manage to come along side of me with a word of encouragement."

Keith gently kissed the top of her head.  "And I'll continue to be here for you, Princess." He regarded the time once again.  "Now, you'd better leave."

She nodded her head, and reluctantly broke away from his embrace.

As she turned to leave, she said,  "You know, he's got another thing coming if he thinks he's going to have his way with me!" she snarled.

Keith laughed at the comment.  "I'm sure that's one area of your life I don't need to protect!"

She nodded lightheartedly, and exited his quarters.  When the door swished shut, Keith quickly turned to gather some needed clothes and personal items for the journey to Surbain. He knew he had to hurry...he had to meet the team in the Control Room in 15 minutes.

"He better not lay a hand on her..."
Keith thought, as he recalled Allura's
statement regarding her purity.  He
continued to gather his things, trying
to get his mind off of it.