Fics By Elle

Allura didn’t have long to mull over the evenings events or the very confused look on Lotor’s face at the mention of a tux, before Nanny closed in on her.

“What were you thinking?” Nanny scolded, her accent twisting the words. “Sneaking out of the castle all alone and then staying out for hours with that beast Lotor!” Allura wasn’t in the mood to be harassed by the matronly woman, even though her fear was justified. Allura had snuck out before without anyone being the wiser but because she had planned time with Lotor, she was missed. She hoped that her one solace wasn’t ruined since being discovered.

Nanny looked like she was drawing a breath to continue when Emily, Allura’s body guard, strode up. She was dressed casually like Allura was, in denim pants and a graphic tee shirt, her hair in a pony tail.

“Coran has sent for you, Your Highness,” Emily said, cutting off any cutting words that Nanny might have said. Emily didn’t even acknowledge that Nanny was there. Allura just nodded and fell in line with Emily as she walked away, leaving Nanny standing in the corridor, alone and wringing her hands.

As soon as they were out of earshot from the portly woman, Emily seemed to visibly relax.

“I lied,” Emily confessed, a sly little smile creeping onto her face. “Coran didn’t send for you. I figured what how much that nanny of yours was fretting when Lotor brought up that you weren’t in your room that you’d get an earful when you got back. Now you don’t have to listen to her.”

Allura never thought that she would feel so relieved to be lied to.

“Thank you Emily,” Allura whispered as they took a corner. “That means more to me than you know.” Allura smiled, looking over at her body double. Emily was the closest to a best friend that Allura had. Nanny was much too controlling even though Allura was an adult. None of her maids would really hold a conversation with Allura because they were afraid of Nanny and the other servants were much too busy to get to know. “Have you started your pilot training?” Allura couldn’t help but ask.

Emily’s smile faded a little bit at the question.

“Yes, I am almost done with the training manuals,” Emily answered. “I should be able to get some flight time in next week after the wedding. Keith has selected several men and women to be trained as Voltron pilots so that Voltron will never be short pilots.”

Allura knew that it was for the best that Voltron have a large group of properly trained pilots. She just hated that she was no longer one of them. Emily’s trepidation about the topic showed as she changed the topic, just as they arrived at the lift to the upper levels.

“Did you have a nice evening with Lotor?” Emily asked. Emily was never one to use titles unless she absolutely had to. She only used them around people she knew would reprimand her for not showing the proper respect. She was also very straight forward; which was refreshing. Especially because she saw everything differently then Nanny and Coran.

“It was nice enough,” Allura replied, trying not to dwell on how nice it was just to be held. How nice it was that no one was making demands on her.

“Lotor is quite handsome,” Emily said when the doors to the lift were closed and they were being pulled up through the castle. That surprised Allura greatly. “Well he is!” Emily laughed. “Even for an alien. His features are a lot less reptilian than most of the Drules I’ve seen.”

“Yeah, I suppose you are right.” Allura knew that Emily was right, she just didn’t want to admit it. Her husband to be had turned many heads since he came to stay in Altair and as much as Allura didn’t want to admit it, she didn’t like other people looking. If Lotor noticed, he didn’t let on that he knew, to his credit.

“I bet he’s a real tomcat in bed,” Emily smiled.

Allura nearly choked on her own tongue.

“I beg your pardon?!” Allura spat, looking at her body guard in alarm. “I can’t believe you just said that!” Emily laughed at Allura’s reaction.

The elevator had stopped and the doors slid open to reveal the level that her rooms were on. The two friends walked into the hallway, keeping their conversation on hold until they were sure no one was about to hear them. Especially considering the topic.

Allura unlocked her room with her thumb print on the locking device and let Emily in.

“Lotor’s got to be endowed,” Emily said as soon as the door closed. “You know what they say about a man with big feet.”

“What?” Allura laughed. “That they have big feet?” The two chuckled, walking in to her sitting room and taking a seat on one of the two white sofas set across from one another with a coffee table in between. “Seriously, I don’t think that I’ll get any enjoyment from my wedding night, regardless of his size. Guys are only after one thing.”

Allura watched Emily’s brows shoot up in surprise at that.

“I keep forgetting that Nanny was responsible for your sex education,” Emily sighed with a roll of her eyes. “Sex can be enjoyable for a woman too, more so that a man because we can come more than once.”

“Come?” Allura asked, not sure of the meaning. She wasn’t sure of the topic of conversation either. Nanny had been very specific about what sex was for and what it would be like. It was her duty to lie with her husband, and that’s how Nanny described sex; just lying in bed while the man took his gratification. Nanny had made it sound so miserable that she was never curious about it.

“Orgasm,” Emily clarified, but Allura still didn’t understand. “Climax?”

Allura just shook her head, feeling her cheeks burn with embarrassment.

Emily sighed.

“With the right partner,” Emily said after a moment of silence. “Sex is a lot of fun.” Allura nodded, trying not to feel like such a novice at this type of conversation. She appreciated that Emily was willing to be so honest about it when Nanny had put the conversation off until Lotor had come into her life. It just gave her a lot to think about. “What are you doing tomorrow evening after your Lotor time?”

“Nothing that I know of,” Allura admitted. “Coran has been handling the affairs of state this week and I have a planner for the wedding.”

“You aren’t have a bridal shower?” Emily frowned.

“No,” Allura sighed, not happy that she had to forgo that part of the wedding traditions because of the suddenness of the ceremony.

“Ok,” Emily said, standing up and walking toward the door. “Come on down to my dorm, we can have a little bachlorette party for you. Just me and some of my girly friends.”

Allura only nodded and Emily let herself out. Emily used to stay for hours after her shift just to talk and it had been nice to have the company. Emily was close to Allura’s age and easy to relate to. Emily never made demands of Allura’s time and seemed to be able to adapt to everything, even the Drules now living just outside the castle walls.

Allura stood and went to her balcony. The evening air was much cooler now, and a breeze was blowing and with it carrying the scent of rain. She leaned on the balcony rail and looked at the ground below. Although she couldn’t see Lotor’s ship from here, she saw his men in the courtyard. They were milling around with some of the household servants where people normally liked to take their smoke breaks. It was strange to see them just standing there, obviously talking to one another. They seemed at ease with one another.

“Maybe this will work,” Allura sighed feeling fatigue creep over her body. “Or perhaps this is the worst catastrophe to hit Arus yet…”