After her conversation with her father, Zora had returned to her chambers, thoroughly rattled. 

 "Kiba, what did my father want with you?" She asked sharply, turning to glance at her guard. Kiba's yellow eyes were harsh, his face scarred from fighting, his black guards uniform marking him out from the other soldiers. 

  "I cannot discuss that with you Princess."

"Alright then, tell me about Voltron. About the threat it poses to my father's Empire."

  Kiba hesitated, his face hardening.

"That's an order Kiba."

 "Voltron has been attacking Galran outposts and ships, many of our soldiers have been killed. Voltron is a massive robot, controlled by five paladins. Black, Red, Green, Blue, and yellow. All five take the forms of lions, and have to combine to form the robot."

 "Why is this such a threat?"

"Voltron is said to be the greatest weapon ever created, though I have no doubt that Emperor Zarkon has a weapon of greater power stored away."

 "Kiba, be honest."

"I think Emperor Zarkon made the mistake of underestimating Voltron before, and it cost the lives of many good soldiers."

"Thank you Kiba."

 Sanjana stepped forward, shooting Kiba a worried glance that Zora knew she wasn't supposed to see. "Calm yourself milady. There is nothing to be worried about, the Emperor probably just wants to share his worries with you. He is after all, your father."

  "Your probably right Sanja." Zora used the nickname she'd given her handmaiden back when they were still children.

 Running a comb through Zora hair, Sanjana began to hum a song. Singing wasn't something Galrans did, but Sanja wasn't a full Galran, something very few people knew. The Druids had told Zora that there had been a time when the Galran ranks had been too thin, and some of the soldiers had had families with other species. The children were hybrids, created in a Galran attempt to save their species. Then suddenly the Galran race was blossoming again, and the hybrids all died or were executed as abominations. That was a part of Galran history Zora's father hadn't told her, but the Druids had thought that as future ruler she'd need to know. Sanjana was part human, that's where she learned the song, from her human father. It was an earth lullaby, and Zora thought it was beautiful.

 Kiba was standing in the shadows, guarding Zora as always. Zora just hoped that her two closest companions would go along with the crazy thing she had planned. As her father had told her about Voltron, and as she thought more and more about Sanjana's origins, she'd decided that she didn't want to just sit in the ship. She wanted to see her fathers empire herself, but not as Princess Zora. She wanted to know why anyone would want to destroy the order, if it was as perfect as she'd been taught to believe it was. Everything inside Zora said that what she wanted to do was a bad idea, but she had to know. Had to know why, had to understand everything. Zora's father had only done one thing that she'd ever disagreed with, and that was exterminating all of the Galran hybrids. People like Sanjana, people who Zora didn't think deserved to die. The druids had said they were impure, abominations, and a threat the Zarkon's empire, so they'd had to be wiped out. But it felt wrong. 

  So Zora stood up suddenly, grabbing her black cloak. "Kiba, I'm going for a walk. You will accompany me."

 Kiba nodded, following her silently and without questions as she walked quickly through the ship and to the Druid's lab.