You rubbed your temples as the yelling continued. Allura and Shiro were arguing about weather or not Lotor should be allowed to go to the Kral Zera, and it was starting to give you a head ache. 

Deciding that it would be best for you, you tried to tune out the two voices by looking out a window. Only for your view to be blocked by a very, very handsome purple prince. And, if we're being honest, your view wasn't being blocked. It was being made, oh, so much better.

So you sat there just staring at Lotor, who seemed to be paying close attention to what the others were saying. Not that you could notice anything past that sharp jawline, broad shoulders and chest, or the long legs that were bound to have something in between them that was just...

You took a second to repress a shudder, and collect your thoughts. When you were ready, you went back to admire the view. Only to find that the view was looking back at you.

This made you almost jump out of your skin. Why in the hell was he looking your way?!?! Was there something on your face? Did you forget to brush your hair again?......Was he looking at something behind you?

As casually as you could, you looked behind yourself to see...a wall. What the hell was he looking at.

Sighing you decided that it wasn't that important, and went back to looking at Lotor, only to find him still looking your way. Once the prince saw you looking at him, he sent you a smirk.

'Why that arrogant son of a-'

You glared at the purple alien, scoffed, rolled your eyes and turned away from him. And that was how you spent the rest of the meeting, ignoring the purple prince to the best of your abilities. You would still look at him out of the corner of your eye every once in awhile, and when you did, he was almost always looking right back at you. And every time he got you, you got another smirk.

When the meeting ended with almost all of the paladins saying no to the Kral Zera plan, everyone simply got off and went there own ways. Or stormed off if they didn't get there way. You, on the other hand just sat there for a moment, letting everything sink in.

With the way Shiro was acting, it seemed like he was about to do something drastic and stupid. Like giving his bayard to Lotor during a prisoner exchange wasn't stupid enough.

God, your migraine was getting worse.

Sighing, you got up and walked out of the room. You needed a nap right now, big time.

On your way out the door, you felt something hit your ass. It made you spin around so fast, that you pulled a muscle in your neck. Behind you was the one and only galran prince, standing there looking out a window, acting like nothing had happened.

But when he turned to look at you, the gig was up. He couldn't keep a straight face, and played the smile off as a smirk. He then pushed himself off the wall he was leaning on, and walked away. But he wouldn't get far from you.

Your nap could wait.