Oooh no Morando? Maybe after he’s conquered earth, he tries to win over reader for Valentine’s Day by showing off his power and wealth!
As Val leads you somewhere you've never been he smiles an Omen opening the door for you.
Swallowing you walk where Val wants you too and look around the lavish space. It's a suite of sorts you suppose and this room is larger than the Mothership. You don't know if it's resting chambers or just a place he comes to think but it makes you uncomfortable to be here.
The room is gaudy and over decorated. He's throwing his wealth in your face again and you don't like it. You don't like that he thinks his power will make you love him, that his wealth will ever change how you truly feel. His title, his rank it means nothing too you and it'd never mean anything.
As you feel a draft you hug your silks closer. Such silly outfits he gives you. Soft and luxurious yet impractical. You'd perfer your old clothes over this but your pretty sure he burned them.
Stiffening as he places his cape over your shoulders you don't want to accept the gesture but your freezing.
Looking away as you hold the cape close, a blush on your face, Val chuckles letting you look around the new space.
The carpet is soft and golden. The furniture was modern and comfortable. Cushy but not overwhelming so. All the furniture was a mix of Akriddion blues and black. Every now and then there was a splash of red or gold to liven things up.
Running your hand over a silky couch you hum. He had very interesting tastes. So forgien to you, but the beauty is still there. The art on the walls he'd stolen, the decor he laid about, golden pitchers of wine. Everything in this room just like the rest of his new castle screamed him.
Looking around as you pull the cape closer he could do so much good with this wealth and yet he squanders it on rooms he probably never uses. Wastes his power and his money on frivolous things that have no real meaning. Their value determined by what others think of them and not what they do or are.
You raise an eyebrow at Val as he chuckles waving his hand out at the luxurious room. "Glorious is it now? A room worthy of a King. Of a consort." Smiling at you with hungry eyes you turn away.
It'd been a month since his takeover of Earth and you were left powerless as he ruled with an iron fist. The Omens were too powerful, his fleets too strong, nd his technology unbeatable. Earth didn't stand a chance and yet he stood here acting like nothing had happened. Acting like he cared and loved you when he took everything from you.
The room he showed you now was one of many in the lavish castle he'd built. One he hadn't shown you before but you'd become numb to his advances. You couldn't bring yourself to smile at any of the pretty things he tried to impress you with. To you the golden vases or finely woven tapestries were all the same. Were all unneeded. For as pretty as they were none would make you as happy as receiving your freedom, at winning your planets liberation. Instead you were trapped, drowning in gold and gifts unable to give him the one thing he desired most.
"There's a lot more to a man than what he owns Morando." You finally say. He's been waiting for your reaction and you wanted to yell profanities, to curse at him but you keep your lips in a tight line as you stare out the window. The room was nice but this place was a prison and no matter how nice the cell, it was still a cell.
Morando simply chuckled putting his hand on your shoulder. You flinch but his grip remains tight as a soft squeeze reminds you of his true strength. He could kill you at any moment and it was that realization that always kept you from fighting.
Val Morando was not the kind to wait, he'd been patient but one wrong word and you could loose everything.
"I am no man (Y/N). I am a god. I now rule most of the solar system and with Gaylen and Sekloses power in my core I will someday control all of it. Ask for anything and my love you shall receive it. Anything you want could be yours. All I need is for you to say what I wish to hear. What my core longs for." He cups your cheek leaning in for a kiss but you close your eyes.
Turning away shrugging his hand off Val frowns. He huffs and you can tell he's growing inpatient with the way you treat him but he hasn't earned your love. He doesn't deserve your respect or your forgiveness.
He had kept Aja, Krel, Vex, Zadra, Lugg, and Stuart alive as you'd begged him too but that was the only merciful thing he'd done. He did not love you he simply wanted to possess you like countless other things he stole for his amusement. But you were not a possesion.
You were a warrior. And you would win this battle.
"Join me for dinner." He invites and you dig your nails into your arm staring out at a burning sun. One of the few things that gave you hope. The sun and the moon. For even Val could not control the planets.
"... It will change nothing." You respond clinging to his cape and he hums. You have a feeling he knows and yet he still tries, for you are a prize he won't loose.
"Join me anyways." He says softly. Sighing you relent. You did not want to spend time with him, you refused to love him, but the only way to keep your friends and the Royals safe as the Resistance continued to fight was to play alone.
"Fine." You huff. Morando chuckles at your pain and you glare at him, eyes sharp as his serrator. He smiles cupping your face once more.
"Such fire. Such passion." He compliments and you bite your tongue to keep from retorting. Letting go of you he turns away. "Oh and (Y/N)?" Staring at him as he stands at the golden doors he chuckles. "... The human hoilday about love. It is today isn't it?" You don't respond but he doesn't care. He knows. "Happy Valentines Day my love. Be dressed appropriately for dinner." Closing the doors behind him you wait until he is gone. Before you fall to your knees on the golden carpet, feeling all hope leave you.
As much as it hurt you had to play along. Just until you and your friends could be rescued. Just until he could be defeated.
"Happy Valentines..." You mumble fingers bunching the fabric as tears dripped down your face.