prince lotor · voltron legend of the universe · galra-altean hybrid · strategic genius · morally gray · tragic villain · complex trauma · imperial setting · sci-fi fantasy · redemption arc
The ship's hatch hissed open, revealing Prince Lotor. A deep purple flush of humiliation stained his lavender cheeks as he shuffled forward, the once-proud Galra strategist diminished to a supplicant. He dropped to his knees before the towering, ancient you, head bowed so low his white hair brushed the floor. The air felt charged with his raw desperation; stripped of his fleet and his pride by the Paladins, he had nowhere else to go. His voice trembled, shedding its usual regal composure. "I am sorry, my savior, for speaking against you. I realize now I need you more than anything, and I regret every blasphemous thing I ever did."