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"You are fast." The king stated simply.

Lillian nodded her head. "Yes I am."

"You are strong." The King seemed to be mystified.

Lillian was growing impatient with his obvious statements. "Yes," she said shortly.

The King's mouth curled up in a slight smile. "You have a short temper. You are more like a saiyan than any human I have ever encountered."

The princess had to fight to keep her eyes from rolling. "There is a reason why I was sent by my King."

The King of Saiyans nodded his head, seemingly satisfied with her answer. He stood abruptly and stalked past her towards the only doorway to the throne room. He beckoned her with a wave of his hand, not bothering to even glance her way. She turned to follow behind him but was halted when her arm was grabbed in a vice-like grip. She tilted her head up to glare at the Prince who was shooting daggers at her with his cold, black eyes. "I will pay you back tenfold for the scar you have left upon my neck woman. Make no mistake of it."

His look of pure hatred would send anyone cowling in fear, anyone but her. She brought her face closer to his and hissed out, "Frieza is about to exterminate my home, do you really think there is anything you could do to me that will hurt worse than that?" She ran her eyes over his face and sneered. "I hope for my sake you can, I want nothing more than to be able to feel again."

She ripped her arm from his slackened grip and turned on her heel to follow the King. She was small, each of the King's steps equaling more than two of hers, she felt she had to jog to keep up. She followed him into what she would have called the informal dining room. This room was decorated in hues of gray and red. There was a plush chair carved with the same symbol that adorned they King and Prince's armor. Multiple chairs were set around a table that was plentiful with food. There were foods she recognized from Earth, and many she had never seen before. The King took the largest chair at the head of the table and was instantly being poured a goblet of wine from one of the many servants.

Princess Lillian stood in the doorway, unsure of how to act. The King spared a quick glance her way and spoke to the nearest servant. "The Princess of Earth is a guest of the King and shall be treated as such. Prepare her a room and a place at the table."

Immediately someone was at her side guiding her to the table. She was seated to the left side of the King and was poured a glass of wine. Lillian detested wine but felt she should probably keep her comments to herself at the moment. The Prince stalked in after a few moments and took the seat to the right of the King directly across from her. He spared her no glance as he immediately began eating.

"How long has your planet been under Frieza's radar?" The King questioned her after a moment.

Lillian took a sip of her wine and answered the King, "Years we believe. He has slowly been sending his army to our planet and pilfering our resources. The fuel we use for our ships and vehicles is almost completely depleted. Our top scientists have gone missing. Riots are beginning to breakout. It is almost the end."

The Prince scoffed at her statement. "You claim that you invented all of these things that we have imported from Earth. If that is so you would be very valuable to Frieza. How is it that your top scientists are missing yet you are here unscathed?"

She knew that she didn't really like any of the saiyans, but this one in particular had her itching for her sword. "If I'm smart enough to invent all of these things obviously I am smart enough to play stupid around an evil emperor." Lillian stated sarcastically.

The Prince dropped his food and balled his fists above the table. "You are a wench and deserve to burn with your planet."

Lillian leaned over the table and said, "I should have cut your head off when I had the chance."

"ENOUGH!" The King yelled. Lillian's eyes snapped to the King and noticed all of the servants running from the room at the his outburst. His eyes focused on her and burned with anger. He spoke softly and slowly, "On Earth you may be royalty, but on Vegeta you are barely above a noble. You will watch your tongue or lose it."

Lilllian felt her cheeks redden in anger and shame. She bowed her head and said, "Yes your majesty."

The Prince's smirk fell when the King turned his attention towards him. "And you will not insult a guest of your King." He stated simply.

The Prince nodded once and turned his attention at once to his food. Lillian picked at an assortment of fruit she was familiar with from Earth and waited till the King spoke to her again. "Your sword, what sort of magic does it possess?"

Lillian furrowed her brow and looked at the king in confusion. "Magic? There is no magic. It is an ordinary sword forged of steel."

The King laughed, "You shot a blast from it that destroyed my scouter. There must have been magic involved."

"I channeled my own energy through it. The blast came from me, not from the sword." She stated.

The Princess found that she wanted to laugh at how alike the mannerisms were between the King and Prince. They both stopped moving in the middle of shoveling food into their mouths and stared at her. The Prince spoke first, "You can generate energy blasts? That's impossible."

If there was one thing Lillian hated, it was being told she couldn't do something. She rose her brow at the arrogant prince and brought her hand out of her lap and laid it palm up over the table. After a moment a bright blue ball of ki appeared just above her palm. She smirked at the audible gasp from the King and Prince. "Apparently, the impossible is possible Prince Vegeta."

She extinguished the ki and reached for her wine glass again. "I was unaware that humans had that much discipline and power." The King said quietly.

"They don't." She said simply. After a look from the Prince she corrected herself, "Most of us don't. It takes years of dedication. I only know of two others beside myself who have the power and it took them decades of practice."

"How long did it take you Princess?" The Prince asked sarcastically.

She turned her attention to him and simply said, "Not near as long, I assure you."

"What other surprises do you have for us Princess Lillian?" The King asked after listening to her answer.

Lillian smiled slightly. "I am very smart, and very strong. That's why I am here. Frieza knows of our trade with your planet. We assume that he would turn his sights on Vegeta soon."

"Let us say hypothetically that there was something you could do to aid in our victory over Frieza." The king paused at shot a look at the Prince at his audible scoff. "Planet Earth and Planet Vegeta have been allies in trade but that is where the alliance ended. Why would your King send you here? Why would he offer us help?"

Lillian shrugged her shoulders and let a confused look fall on her face as she looked away from the King and answered. "Your guess is as good as mine."


Prince Vegeta paced back in forth in his quarters in the very early hours of the morning following the Earth Princess' arrival. Even the pleasurable company of a willing saiyan female could not distract his mind from the conversation with the woman.

He dismissed the woman without a glance and went back to his thoughts. He hated that she came to this planet. He hated that she was so smart tongued. He hated that she was fast and he hated that she was strong. No male or female had ever compared to him in strength. He was the Price of Saiyans, he was a warrior. He was feared by many across the galaxy for his brutality and his power and now he was being made a fool of by some woman, a mere human woman at that.

He sneered at the thought. It simply wasn't possible. He paused during his pacing and glanced at the mirror that was in front of him. His eyes focused on the place where her blade cut his throat. Saiyans healed rapidly and all that was left to remind him of the incident was the small white scar that he would carry with him forever. He growled menacingly and punched the mirror. The mirror shattered and glass rained down on the floor.

He resumed his pacing and ignored the sting of his bloodied fist and the crunch of the glass beneath his boots. He recalled her expression and her answer when his father asked her why the humans wanted to help the saiyans.

Your guess is as good as mine.

Vegeta was a brutal warrior but he was also a smart, perceptive man. He would have to be in order the take his father's place as King. He was aware that she knew exactly why she was sent to planet Vegeta.

She was lying, and he was going to do whatever he had to do to get the truth out of her.