The Amber Paladin

Brave warriors

You were walking in the hallway of the castle. You had just come back from Voltron training and were still wearing your armour. Coran had asked you all to meet him in the dining room when you got back. It worried you, cause you never knew what Coran had up his sleeve.

"(Y/N)!" Someone called you from behind. You turned around to see Pidge running after you. "Could you let Coran know I won't be coming." Pidge said with a troubled expression. "Why?" You asked her. "I'm going to go see the prisoners. They should start waking up soon." Pidge explained, talking about the prisoners she and Shiro had saved from the Galra ship.

You knew Pidge wanted information they might have. She hoped that they would have some answers about her father and brother. You could see that she was worried. And you felt yourself helpless as you couldn't do anything to ease her mind.

"You want some company?" You put your hand on her shoulder. But she just shook her head. "No, no. It's fine. I'll just try talking to them." She tried smiling at you, even though you could see that it was fake.

"I hope they know something." You squeezed her shoulder reassuringly. "Me too." She gave you a quick hug and walked away, like she was in a rush. And as you looked after her, you felt worried.

Even though she was one of those persons that could handle themselves well, you still felt the need to protect her from the world. And even though you were different age, from different backgrounds and different views on the world, she was still your best friend. Without her, you probably wouldn't even be there. She had changed your life. 

But for now, you decided to trust her to handle herself and continued your way to the dining room. And as you entered it, you sat around the dining table and looked around at everyone. Your Voltron training had started to flow pretty well. You had learned to work better as a team. That mornings training with Keith had also left you feeling energetic. It had made you feel something that you hadn't felt in ages. You felt carefree.

And it seemed like everyone else were feeling really good too. "Great job training today. We're really getting the hang of Voltron." Shiro thanked everyone. "Seriously, how far do you think my Lion kicked that broken alien ship? Must have been like a mile!" Lance spoke enthusiastically.

"Yeah, that'll come in handy when the Galra challenges Voltron to a soccer match." Keith replied to him sarcastically. "Hey, I did something cool and you can't handle it. I get it." Lance smirked at Keith, trying to challenge him. And you rolled your eyes. There they go again. And you had almost started to think that they were getting along.

"Your kick ruined our balance. We fell!" Keith raised his voice as he spread his arms. And Lance looked back at him with a piercing glare. That's when you intervened. 

"Alright, alright, we get it. You disagree. Let's leave it at that." You stopped them with a slight smile. Keith looked like he wanted to say something, but decided to keep quiet. And just then Coran rushed in.

"Hello guys, and gal! How was the Voltron workout?" Coran came to you with a covered plate. And you immediately had a bad feeling. When it came to Coran, you never knew what he would do. Those Alteans were different than humans. You thought that you could read them, but they surprised you every time.

"Are you and Allura almost done fixing the castle so we can leave this planet? I feel like we're sitting ducks here on Arus." Shiro asked Coran, changing the subject.

"Just about. In the meantime, to get your minds off those duck seats you're so worried about, I made you authentic ancient Paladin lunch." Coran put the plate on the table and revealed what was inside.

You immediately groaned as the smell got to you. It was so bad. And suddenly everyone started to look nauseous. "Coran, you just got me hooked on the goo and now you're switching it up?" Hunk groaned, sounding way too desperate.