Throne (Prince Lotor X Reader)

;2; Repeating

Something very light kept hitting the back of your head. You knew Lesiva was throwing paper balls at you, trying to get your attention. Finally, she threw one hard enough that it ricocheted off the wall in front of you and hit your face. Sitting up growling, you turned to her across the corridor. Fonos, dressed in his guard uniform and armor gave you an apologetic look for his childish mate. Lesiva smiled brightly up at Fonos,

"Tell her, love, tell her!!"

You rose a brow at her and Fonos. Fonos' yellow eyes looked at the ground then back at you as he nervously rubbed his hands together. This boy had always been afraid to talk to you. You just waited patiently, brushing out your (H/C) locks with your fingers and claws.

Fonos spoke quietly with glee in his eyes,

"Zarkon may not make it. Haggar called in for a new replacement for the throne!"

Joy swelled in your heart as you watched the two grabs hands and squeeze. They hoped for a new leader who would be accepting and not just keep relationships among rank and class. As in, if you were a general you best find love with someone among the upper-class galran women. If there was a drastic difference between classes and ranks then forget about it. Unless you were stubborn, like Fonos and Lesiva.

Or.. like Lotor.

Your heart sank but then caught itself. What if Haggar called for him to come and take over the throne?

No, impossible.. he was exiled, even so, she wouldn't after the stunt he pulled saving me.

You're forever grateful. Even after the argument that took place between the two of you, he kept his promise.

"(Y/N)... You just might get out. You have a chance now."

Fonos agreed with his mate, "I can talk to the new Emperor when he gets here about any prisoners in your situation.

You looked at Fonos with a heavy heart, "Fonos... Lesiva... Thank you for trying to make me feel better but I just don't think it's gonna happen..."

You could just feel the atmosphere get weird as everyone's spirits seem to be let down. It wasn't your fault; you weren't gonna lift your hopes on something so false. Something you knew wasn't gonna happen. There was just no point.

"I'm sorry."

Fonos shook his head and smiled softly,

"No; you can't help but think that way. You've been here longer than Les. She's even getting out before you do."

"I'm not getting out," you felt like a broken record. Were they not getting this?!

"Chin up, (Y/N). Have hope! It wouldn't hurt. We're getting a new leader, I promise I'll talk to him about this. I know your situation."

You tensed, but it was like a happy tense? Shocked? Your ears perked up and you looked at the grey soldier in front of you with wide, (E/C) orbs. He knew? Like knew knew?

"You know about..?"

Fonos nodded, his golden eyes staying on your face like he was waiting to see your hopes rise,

"I know that your brother-"

"Excuse me?"

"AH- uh- former mentor, I mean. ...Sendak framed you."

You were up out of bed now,

"BITCH YOU KNOW?!" Grabbing the cell bars and trying to squeeze your face between them.

"Yes!" Fonos was laughing now, even Lesiva,

"I can talk to him and see what I can do. Please just do Lesiva and I a favor and cheer up. At least try.."