Zora walked stiffly out of the Druid's lab and down the halls of the warship. Her hands were shaking, and she was holding back tears of frustration. Of course one of the paladins had managed to get themselves captured! How could Zora free him?

  She stepped swiftly into her room, letting the door close behind her. Turning to Kiba, she burst out, "What in the name of the Cosmos am I supposed to do now?!"

 "Princess-"

"No Really Kiba! I was so close to doing something, and now the freaking Black Paladin of Voltron is in Haggars lab!" Zora shouted. "Every time I try to do something good, everything goes wrong!"

 Kiba put a calming hand on Zora's shoulder, "Princess, I do believe that you've done more good than harm."

 Zora sighed, "I'm sorry for snapping at you Kiba, I shouldn't have directed my anger at you like that."

 "It's alright Princess. It's why I'm here."

"But really, any ideas?"

Kiba thought for a moment, his yellow eyes steady as he contemplated her question. "Perhaps you should take control of the Empire. Not just do as Haggar commands. If only for a while, act like your Father."

 That was an excellent idea, and Zora knew it. But she hated the idea of acting like her father almost as much. She bit the inside of her mouth until she tasted blood, "Your right. So how does that help me free the Black Paladin?"

 "Simply march into the Lab and demand that Haggar send Shiro for execution. I'll grab him on the way there and get him to an escape pod."

 Zora nodded, "Alright."