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Koan observed her distorted, yet perfect reflection in her older sister's mirror. My, my, she was perfect. Perfection itself, she had to admit; beautiful face; pretty eyes; shiny hair; straight teeth; straight back. She brushed her hand against her body, marveling at her high breasts, small stomach and her long legs with pixie ankles.
Her body was not the most beautiful one. That title belonged to Beruche with her tinier waist and exaggerated hips, but it didn't matter because she believed that Lord Saphir spent a lot of time on each of them. He built them to be perfect, but he allowed their bodies to grow up naturally once they turned thirteen. He mumbled "humanity" when she asked him why.
Koan smiled at her reflection; this body was most definitely not human. It was too perfect to be human. It was a sensual and powerful mix of droid and human.
Lord Saphir may have built her, but it was his cousin Rubeus that gave her the timeless features. He did that with all of them. They were all beautiful, rivals to Lady Esmeraude's beauty. Secretly, Koan liked to believe that Lord Rubeus had paid more attention to her creation.
Before Lord Rubeus, her body had been cold. Lord Saphir had touched her, but he always wore gloves; impersonal gloves, nothing friendly about those. Lord Rubeus' naked hands were so warm, so warm that they warmed her.
Koan continued to observe her naked flesh as she grew more confident in Lord Rubeus' affections. He loved her. He didn't love her sisters. She knew that Calaveras liked Lord Rubeus, but whatever, it didn't matter because Lord Rebeus and she were meant to be together. Thankfully, Beruche was too flighty to love and Petz had her eye on another.
Koan tittered. Naughty Petz! Falling in love with the White Prince's brother!
Hmph! At least she had the decency to fall in love with a lower-class man.
She smiled. Poor Petz.
Prince Demando will probably forbid her having a relationship with his brother. Oh, well. She crossed her arms across her naked breasts and pursed those perfect lips of hers.
It didn't matter. Koan had Lord Rubeus. That's all that mattered. Petz, well, Petz will have to settle for less, maybe a citizen because Lord Rubeus was off limits. He was the only good general around. The rest were ugly and cold, not right for her dear older sister.
She spun around, carefully and gracefully on her toes, once again admiring her perfection.
Lord Saphir may have made her, but Lord Rubeus gave her life. He gave her purpose and meaning. Her purpose was to help Prince Demando with seizing the throne of Earth. Her meaning in life was love.
She was not a common droid, like those they wasted on the Sailor Senshi.
Koan twirled again, giddily and sweetly. No, she giggled, she was better than those silly and insane droids. They were meant to die. She was made to conquer.
She stopped her whimsical twirling. She touched the mirror. If only Rubeus could see her perfection. If only he would love her.