Chapter 1

Broly stood staring out at his kingdom. He wore baggy white pants, gold boots with Sapphires in them, gold arm cuffs with Sapphires in them, thin gold arm bands, a gold necklace with a Sapphire in it, a thin gold neck band, gold hoop earrings and a gold Diadem with a small sapphire in it, he had a red robe over his pants, his chest was bare though, he had several chains around the red robe, all gold. He looked at the city around the castle. He needed a wife, preferably Saiyan, since he was a Saiyan and since Saiyan women could have children well into their Seventies. A great thing for Saiyans, their long Life spans, sadly most Saiyans died before they hit 50, because of their love of fighting. His adviser appeared.

"I need a wife, Eccutel… This means I must see all the princesses." He said.

"If I may, my lord, you should marry one of your subjects, Princesses are spoilt and would boss you around; one of your subjects though, would obey without question." He said. Broly thought silently.

"Alright, I hereby decree that all the virgin women of age to be brought to my palace, so that I may choose a bride." He said. Eccutel bowed and rushed off.

Fausha picked up the basket heading home humming, that's when she saw the announcer. She went towards him to hear what the king had to say.

"By his royal majesties decree, all virgins of age are to be brought to the palace so that he may choose a wife." The announcer said. Fausha paled. She bolted home with the basket.

"What!" Bardock said looking up sharply.

"The virgin's of the city are to be brought to the palace!" Fausha said. "What are we going to do? I don't want to be taken into the palace! The king is a gorgeous man but, the soldiers are cruel and crude and would have a field day with the virgins." She said, pacing. Bardock sighed thinking.

"I have it, Raditz, Kakarot, and Vegeta will protect you, they will make sure you are unharmed, you must obey the decree, do not worry, Fausha, knowing those three, no man will touch you during your stay at the palace." He said. Raditz stepped in. "Ah speak of the devil, Raditz, take Fausha to the palace, I rather have my son do it than a stranger, just in case get Kakarot and Vegeta also, you guys will watch her while the king chooses a queen." Raditz nodded. Fausha followed him to the palace nervous, as soon as she was in though she was awestruck, the castle was big, and beautiful, the candelabras were made of gold and had rubies in it, the chairs had silk and velvet pillows in them and were elaborately done, the table was huge and had curved legs, there were bright colors all around and incense burned in the palace. Fausha breathed in, she smelled Myrrh and some spices, her nose picked up another scent and she turned to see a Eunuch. Several girls were already there.

"Is this all of the virgins?" The Eunuch asked.

"Yes." A soldier said.

"Good, you may leave." He said. The soldiers left, Raditz patted Fausha's arm.

"We'll make sure that you are safe." He said before following his brother and Vegeta. The Eunuch cleared his throat.

"You all will come with me; while you are here you will stay in the kings Harem. The soldiers are not allowed to touch you while you are here." He saw Fausha's raised eyebrow. "Intimately," He clarified; ignoring the giggles from the women. "I am Piccolo, the kings lead Eunuch. Now come." He said heading down a flight of stairs, he entered a room filled with jewelry, the women shrieked loudly and raced around, Fausha looked around.

"Piccolo, what is the king's favorite color?" She asked.

"He likes red." Piccolo said.

"And what is his color?"

"Green," Piccolo said. Fausha looked around and found a gold necklace with green and red stones in it. She picked it up. She began to put it on when a girl yanked it out of her hands.

"I want this!" She said grinning nastily. Fausha frowned.

"I had chosen that."

"Tuff, bitch, if the king likes red and his color is green I will wear them for him." Fausha flicked her off before looking around. She finally turned to Piccolo.

"What jewelry would the king like the most?" She asked. Piccolo looked at her before leading her to a small chest; he pulled out earrings that had Onyx in them.

"These belong to his mother, when he was a baby he used to play with them, he might not remember them but he will like them." He said. He put them on her ears before lifting up a black silk ribbon which he tied around her neck. "He likes black too, not as much as red, but with your skin, black looks better on you." He said. Fausha smiled.

"I always loved black; it's a wonderful color, so mysterious. Plus it makes me think of the night." She said. She saw two rubies, an idea formed and she picked them up, she saw that they were earrings and she untied the ribbon, she poked them through and put the ribbon back on. It now looked like two drops of blood on the ribbon. She smiled.

"There, I'm wearing his color. Now, I guess I can wear a nice green dress…Nah, I'll wear black and red." She said. Piccolo nodded. He cleared his throat getting all of the women's' attention.

"You all get to spend one night with the king, if he likes you, he'll ask again for you, during this time you will be going through beauty treatments, you get to choose which first, whether it be cosmetics and perfumes or oil of myrrh. If you have something that you are good at, then it would be wise to show it to the king." He said. Fausha thought at what she was good at, cooking, sword fighting, fist fights, singing…when her night came she would ask to cook the kings meal under the eyes of the other cooks, so they wouldn't over react about poison, and ask to bring it to the king herself, then when her night came on she would sing…yeah, that would work very well… She also could dance for him. Fausha smiled nodding. "Now, you must eat and rest for the night, you will learn other things that a queen would know tomorrow." Piccolo finished and left. The girl from earlier was bragging very loudly.

"The king is surely to choose me! I mean why would he not! All the men in my neighborhood ask me to wed them but mother made father decline, knowing the king would see me sooner or later." She said. Fausha rolled her eyes, she saw a servant. She went to him.

"May I have some parchment and a quill?" She asked, the servant nodded and left to get them. When he returned she took them with a thanks. She then sat down and began to write, thinking of all kinds of dishes to serve to the king, she wrote in a neat Loopy handwriting. Soon she finished the list and nibbled on the tip of the quill looking at it, she scratched out some dishes and wrote in others, soon she finished and she smiled.

"What's this," The girl said snatching the parchment away from her. Fausha jumped up.

"My list," She said.

"Why do you need such a stupid thing, servants can do all of the chores, all you have to do is sit back and relax!" She said beginning to tear it up. Fausha slammed her fist into the girl's stomach making her drop the list.

"No, you don't, a Queen has things to do, just as a king does, a Queen must run the castle while the king takes care of political things, she must make sure that all the meals are on time, that they are to the kings liking, and that they are not poisoned, she must also please the king. Now, don't take things that are not yours, I made this list so I can do this for the king when my night comes around."

"Doubt…" The girl stopped to gain more breath. "Doubt… You'll…..Even have….A night with….The king…I'll be married to…him by then…" She wheezed out. "Then I'll…have you executed for your…arrogance…"

"I'm not the one bragging about how many men wanted to fuck me." Fausha snapped, before turning and stalking off.

Fausha stared at the horse her eyes wide. She had never seen such a beautiful creature, it was pure black and had a pure white mane and tail, and it had large piercing blue eyes. Fausha stared at it in awe before tentatively touching its nose with her hand. She rubbed its fur gently.

"Mam, you are to ride the horse." One of the servants said. Fausha nodded and they helped her onto the horse.

"What are you doing," She heard Piccolo, "That horse has yet to be broken!" He raced over but the stallion took off. Fausha yelped and held on with her knees, the horse began to buck. Fausha clung to his back as the horse tried to throw her off, her tail instantly wrapped halfway around the horses body so she wouldn't fall off, finally the horse grew tired of bucking and stopped to breath. Fausha sat up. She looked at the horse.

"Are you finished?" She asked, the horse snorted and shook its head. "Good, now, turn around and take me back to Piccolo and the servants." She said. The horse turned dutifully and did so. Piccolo watched his mouth agape. Fausha got off of the horse and rubbed its nose.

"You're a good horse, thank you." She said softly. She looked at one of the stunned servants. "What's this horse's name?"

"H…We haven't given him one yet." A servant said.

"Really, may I name him?" Fausha said smiling slightly.

"S-Sure," Piccolo said stunned.

"Alright, from now on his name is Admissarius, it means stallion in Latin." She turned to the horse. "Do you like that name?" She asked, Admissarius neighed and nipped her arm gently. Fausha laughed. "I'll take that as a yes." She said.

Fausha knocked Raditz back panting slightly, grinning. Raditz gritted his teeth.

"You've been practicing behind my back haven't you?" He asked. Fausha smiled.

"I've been training with Kakarot and Vegeta too, remember?" She said. Raditz groaned, even though she was a girl she had the skill of any warrior. Raditz swung at her but she parried with ease, she suddenly swept his feet out from under him and put the tip of her sword at his throat. "You give?" She asked. Raditz gritted his teeth.

"I give." He muttered. Fausha grinned removing the sword from his through. "When I wanna give," He suddenly said dropping his and tackling Fausha, he then began to tickle her, Fausha burst out laughing wiggling.

"Stop Raditz, That tickles!" She said laughing. Raditz grinned.

"It's supposed ta, I'm tickling you!"

Broly watched Raditz tickle Fausha, he had been watching her fight him; he had been watching her a lot lately. She was a beautiful woman, she was slim, but had the build of a fighter, well endowed, a tight rear, thick black hair, bedroom eyes and kissable lips. She was truly a woman. And she didn't seem to be showing off like some of the other women, she wore trousers and a shirt, not a dress, the other women wore tight dresses that were way too revealing, obviously trying to get his attention, but the way Fausha's shirt strained from her large chest drew his attention more than the dresses on the other women, and the way the trousers sat showing off her tight ass. Broly gulped. She was wearing a black choker with two rubies in it, drawing his eyes to her creamy smooth neck, then there were the earrings, so familiar to him and yet he could place it. Piccolo had given her a small golden tiara with green emeralds in it; she was wearing his favorite colors and his colors. He was a bit jealous of Raditz, but from what he picked up, she was Raditz's adoptive cousin, she viewed him as a brother and nothing more, the same went with his annoying little brother, Kakarot, Broly couldn't help but grit his teeth when Kakarot came to Fausha's rescue, along with Vegeta, they were having so much fun, and he was stuck all alone. He growled when Kakarot hugged Fausha who kissed him on the cheek. Raditz obviously heard and looked up. Broly turned and stalked into his room, his snake of an adviser appeared.

"My lord, the best virgin for you would be Elppa." He said. Broly concentrated, Elppa…Ah, Elppa was one of the girls flaunting off her body, she wore a gold necklace with green and red jewels in it along with bright green earrings and a tight red dress that stopped just above her knees, the dress also pushed up her breasts, making it look like they would spill out at any moment. Broly shook his head, he didn't want her, he was surprised she was a virgin, with the way she flirted with the guards.

"I know the virgin I want, and it's her." He said nodding towards Fausha. Ecuttel looked and frowned.

"She is the worst one; she shows no promise of being a Queen, she would tell you what to do and disobey without reason." He said, Broly growled and spun to face him.

"I get to choose! Me! Not you! The last time I checked I was king, not you! Get out! Now!" He roared. Ecuttel ran from the room.

Fausha looked up at the growing power.

"Shit, Fausha go back to the Harem, Kakarot ma- Fine Goku, make sure she gets there safely, Vegeta tell Piccolo that Broly has lost it again." Raditz said. Kakarot led Fausha off while Vegeta went to find Piccolo.

"What's happening? What did Raditz mean by Broly losing it?"

"The king has little control over his anger at times, he has moments where he loses control of his anger and he goes into a rampage, he's killed in that state, he usually is quite calm, these rampages only happen whenever something has seriously made him mad, it's best to stay out of his way when he's in this mood, that's why he made a decree that whenever he went into this mood that the people should stay in their homes and keep their animals locked up so he doesn't hurt anyone or thing as he tries to get to the forest." Kakarot explained.

"But can't someone calm him?" Fausha asked. Kakarot shook his head. Fausha suddenly jumped over him and raced back.

"Fausha, don't!" He said. Fausha looked back.

"I'm going to try to calm him!" She said. "I need a flute of sorts please, find one for me!" She said. Kakarot sighed and went to find one, Fausha climbed up the wall to get to Broly's room, when she got onto the balcony, Kakarot showed at the bottom and threw the flute up to her, she caught it and ran into his room, she squinted, and the lights in Broly's room had been put out. "My king," She said softly, suddenly she was thrown into a wall. Broly towered over her snarling his eyes blood red. Fausha gulped before licking her lips, she put the flute to her mouth and began to play. A soothing melody flowed from the flute as she played a song she had made to calm a person or an animal, she had made it so the children her neighborhood could go back to sleep if they had a nightmare. Broly's growls slowly faded and he sat down listening to her play the flute. Piccolo opened the door to Broly's room and he snarled grabbing Fausha and yanking her into him.

"Mine!" He snarled. Fausha yelped her eyes wide. Piccolo stood still.

"Yours, she needs to…prepare for tonight." He said. Broly frowned before letting her go. Fausha walked slowly to Piccolo and he led her away. "Tonight you will have your night with the king; it will be the only way to appease him." Piccolo said. Fausha sighed.

"Alright, but I must cook him a meal, that's what I planned, I love to cook, and I can sing and play the flute, and dance. " Fausha said. Piccolo nodded and led her to the kitchen. The cooks looked up and frowned.

"Princess Fausha wants to cook a meal for the king, please help her do so." Piccolo said before leaving.

"Why do you want to cook a meal for the king?" One cook asked suspiciously.

"Well, Piccolo said to use talents we have to please the king, I am good a cooking, and I want to cook him a meal, you don't have to worry about poison, I wouldn't do that to the king, he's a kind ruler, and I've lived a good life with my uncle under his rule." Fausha said. The cooks nodded and helped her prepare the kings meal, when the food was finished, Piccolo returned and took her to bathe and change into her outfit, it was a long gold dress similar to an Egyptian style dress, the collar was green and wrapped around her shoulders, the sleeves flowed down her arms and over her hands, the dress brushed the floor, it was made from Egyptian silk, it had black trimmings around the bottom, the sleeves and the waist, Piccolo put in the earrings and put the collar on, he made sure the Tiara was in place before putting in a piece into her hair, it was silver and had diamonds in it, it wrapped around her largest spike and wove through her hair down her back. Piccolo put on a green and gold bracelet, and a red and black anklet. "You are done." He said. "Follow me."

Broly sat in the large dining room waiting for Fausha and for the banquet. He wondered what the cooks prepared this time, he saw Fausha step in and he lost the ability to breath. Fausha was beautiful, she looked like a princess, and he groaned as she flowed to him her hair shimmering, no, there was a piece in her hair that made it shimmer so. She curtsied and Broly got a good view down her dress, he groaned again but signaled her to sit down. Fausha did.

"I pray that you like Dinner, My king." She said softly. Broly frowned and Fausha explained. "I asked Piccolo to allow me to cook dinner for you, my king." Broly blinked as the food was brought in, there was enough food to feed two Saiyans, his mouth watered at the scent of the food, he breathed it in his eyes closed. Soon the food was placed in front of them and the servants poured wine, Fausha looked into her goblet a small frown on her face, Broly fought back the urge to kiss that cute frown off of her face. Broly lifted his goblet to her before taking a drink. Fausha did the same, and then they began to eat. Broly bit back a growl when he took a bite, the food was delicious, even his cooks had never made such a meal as she had, the meats were tender and seasoned just right, the vegetables nice and crunchy, the cooked fruit were soft and sweet, and the bread, the bread was warm, as if it just came out of the stove. Fausha watched him worried.

"It's delicious." He said softly. Fausha blushed.

"Thank you, my king." She whispered.

"What else can you do?" He asked.

"Well…I…I can sing and dance, and play instruments….And I have been told I'm good at telling stories…" Fausha looked at her fingers. "I'm good with children as well." She said, the thought came unbidding into his head, he saw her pregnant with his child, then he saw her holding his son breast feeding him, then he saw himself at her breast suckling, and her withering moaning in pleasure. He held his head groaning, she made the perverted side of him come out. Fausha looked up confused but then caught the scent of his arousal and blushed deeply.

"…I'd…" Broly stopped to clear his throat, since his voice had gone husky. "I would love to hear you play again." He said. Fausha nodded.

"I can play the harp if you want."

"That would be nice." A servant brought a harp to her, Fausha began to play, and then she sang

"The moon has risen on the stars above
with a glow that shines full of love
She bathes her friends in light so bright
And sinks down once again

The sun loves her for who she is
And won't stop chasing her
He'll race through time
Till he reaches her
And holds her close by

The stars love her for her glow
and sing their songs of praise
They sing so loud that we may hear
Their wondrous songs of praise." Broly listened his eyes closed.

"…Who wrote that?" He asked. "It's beautiful…"

"I did, my king." Fausha said softly. "I wrote it when I was younger." She said. Broly smiled. "It's about the moon, and how the sun and the stars think about her, the sun loves her and chases her to have her in his arms, that's why when the sun is up the moon isn't seen and when the moon is up the sun isn't seen, he's chasing her around in the sky." She said softly.

"Do you have a story about that?" He asked. Fausha thought.

"…No but I could make one for it." She said. "If you would like," Broly smiled.

"That would be nice." He said. Fausha nodded and thought.

"There once lived a young woman with snow white hair, she loved to sing all day, it was something that put her to peace. One day the sun heard her beautiful voice, he fell in love with her voice and had to see who she was, he took the form of a man and landed on earth and found her, as soon as he saw her he fell deeply in love, with her and her lovely voice, he returned to the sky and told the stars about her, he returned to earth and sought an old lady who could put a spell on her, he begged her to do so and the old lady promised to do so but on one condition, when she would go into the sky, she would reflect his love unto the world, but he would never get to hold her. He agreed and she cast a spell over the woman turning her into the moon, she was placed into the skies for all of the earth to see, and the stars praised her beauty and her songs that still could be heard, they sang of both and the sun would always chase her, but he never caught her, fearing the consequences, for the witch told him if he did catch her, that she would die and fade from this world, so he chases her through the skies to this very day…" She said. She looked over at Broly and saw that he was fast asleep. She smiled and quietly got the servants who carried him to bed; she followed and slept on top of the blankets.

Fausha woke up with a jolt, the nightmare vivid in her head. She tried to sit up but couldn't, she looked down and saw Broly nuzzling her chest in his sleep, his arms around her. She blushed and shook his shoulder. He growled and nuzzled closer. Fausha watched him blushing. Suddenly he rolled over and she gasped feeling something, she looked around and saw that his pants were on the ground, along with her dress, she remembered vaguely pulling it off to cool down; Fausha blushed realizing they were both naked.

"Oh, God," She whispered.

"Fausha…" Fausha jolted when Broly whispered her name, she looked down afraid he had woken up. He was still asleep, he flicked his tongue out and she gasped her eyes wide. "…Scrumptious, mine," He said holding her tighter licking her breast.

"M-My k-king, y-you must s-stop!" She said shakily, Broly didn't hear her he licked faster before suckling her, a cry escaped her and she arched up. Broly snapped awake and sat up looking for the threat. He looked down and paled, he jumped off of her looking for blood on the bed, when he found none he relaxed. Fausha lay on the bed panting her eyes wide; she looked over at him, blushed even more and covered her eyes. Broly frowned, and then looked down; he cursed and grabbed a pillow. Fausha pulled the blankets over her body still blushing. The door open and a young maid came in; she froze looking at the two, her face going red. She stuttered out an apology and raced out leaving the clothing she had brought in. Broly lifted the clothing up and gave Fausha the white dress. Fausha pulled it on. Broly pulled on clean pants and put of his jewelry. Fausha sat up watching him. Broly noticed and turned to look at her but she looked away blushing even more, he sighed.

"What did I do?" He asked.

"You…You were….su…suckling…" She whispered blushing even more. Broly frowned, and then groaned realizing what she meant. Well that fantasy was fulfilled. He gently pulled her up.

"Did I do anything else?" He asked; Fausha shook her head her face still red. He relaxed. "Alright, go and eat with the other virgins, I have things to take care of." He said. Fausha nodded, curtsying slightly and raced from the room her face crimson.

Fausha made it to the harem and collapsed panting her eyes wide a blush on her cheeks. That's when she noticed the virgins staring at her wide eyed.

"A maid told us that you were with the king…naked…" One whispered. Fausha groaned and stood.

"I didn't have sex with him, I strip in the night, and he probably does too." She said.

"The king stripped all the way down?" another asked. Fausha gave a slight laugh.

"I don't think the king wears underwear, he just doesn't seem that type." She pointed out.

"D…Did you see… all of him?" a third asked. Fausha blushed and nodded, the girls instantly gathered around her asking questions.

"H-How big was he?" one asked.

"He was…well…his muscles sure don't compensate for anything, let's just put it that way."

"Since he always wears his jewelry did he have any down there?"

"Nah, I think he'd kill the one to actually put it on," She pointed out.

"D-Does he gets…uh…you know…excited in the morning like some men do?"

"Yeah, he does." Fausha said.

"Did he do anything?" One asked; Fausha blushed.

"He…uh…well…when I woke he had his head between my breasts and then he…uh…suckled them…" She said and the girls burst out giggling all of them blushing. Fausha sighed rubbing her eyes. She had tossed and turned all night. She blinked seeing Elppa. She looked pissed.

"You little slut, you are going to pay for enchanting my king." She hissed. "GAURDS, this bitch isn't a virgin! Take her away!" She shouted. Several guards grabbed her and dragged her out. Fausha yelped. "Wait." Elppa said, she reached over and yanked the earrings out with a smirk. "Now you can take her away."

"Hey, what the hell," She snapped only to be smacked. The guards eyed her and a shiver went down her back. Raditz, Kakarot, Vegeta! I need your help! One bitch of a Virgin has put me into a situation that looks as if it might risk my own virginity! She sent out. She heard a ripping noise and opened her eyes, then screamed and began to kick.

Broly stared at the window confused; he swore he had just heard Fausha call for her best friends. He shook his head.

"It must have been my imagination." He muttered. That's when he heard Raditz's voice.

"Kakarot what the fuck are you doing?" Raditz hissed.

"Getting the king, Fausha's in danger and I bet he'll go apeshit if he learns."

"Wait….Did you just say shit?"

"Oops, sorry, bro forgot myself."

"You're hopeless." Kakarot popped into view.

"My king, Fausha's i—" Broly grabbed him by the throat lifting him up into the air.

"What the fuck is going on! You are supposed to be protecting her!" He snarled.

"My king, we want you to help, they won't listen to us, they obey you without fail, you must help us save her before it's too late, before they take her virginity; the law states that if a male Saiyan deflowers a female he must take her as his mate, the first man— whoa!" Broly had released Kakarot and jumped out the window snarling. Kakarot landed on his feet and grinned at the dumbstruck Raditz and Vegeta. "There, told you he would go into a rampage." He said, "Now come on Dad's at the gate, we can grab him real quick." He said. The two older Saiyans shook out of their stunned state and went to get Bardock.

Fausha bit and clawed at the man who was trying to pin her down.

"Get off of me you pig-fucking, goat-loving, son of a whore!" she hissed, getting him on the cheek with her nails, he howled in pain and slapped her hard across the face, Fausha's head jerked to the left and hit the rock right next to her, she gave a weak growl pain flooding her, he grinned then went to undo his belt. Suddenly he was ripped off of her by Broly, who was growling.

"Don't touch my favorite virgin!" He snarled.

Bardock came over and helped Fausha stand, Fausha whined in pain leaning on him, blood flowing from a wound on her forehead. Kakarot, Raditz and Vegeta came over to her as well worried.

"B-But we were told by your future queen that she was not a virgin!" The guard said pale.

"She is my future queen!" Broly snarled making Fausha gasp in surprise. The guard paled even more.

"B-But, E-Elppa said that you were g-going ta m-marry her!" He said. Broly growled,

"I would never marry that little slut, she smells of 10 different men." He snarled; he threw the guard to the side. "Leave my sight, get Elppa and throw her out of the castle." He snapped going to Fausha, he took his crown and gently placed it onto her head. "There, proof that you will be my queen." He said softly. Kakarot was grinning.

"Great! The king is the best husband for Fausha!" He said, "Let's go on back!" Bardock nodded and helped Fausha walk, Broly followed, something was off to him, and he knew that one of the men was a lover to Elppa, but which one? He had smelled him, before fear and urine covered it, it was right under his nose too…wait, how could it- He whirled around just in time to see the man shoot of a ki blast at Fausha, time seemed to slow, Broly turned to watch the ki blast fly at Fausha, Raditz got in the way, it slammed into his shoulder causing him to spin, Fausha screamed, Kakarot yelped as Raditz landed on him, Vegeta cursed, then Bardock acted.

"Javelin riot storm!" Several shots of ki flew from him all slamming into the guard, who screamed in pain, steam rose from his body before he hit the ground dead.

"You mother Fucker!" Another guard roared; throwing himself at Bardock and Fausha, Vegeta grabbed Fausha pulling her out of the way as a ki blast slammed into Bardock, who took it and attacked the guard, and with that, all hell broke loose.

Fausha watched as Raditz, Kakarot, Broly, Bardock and Vegeta fought, Broly, who had snapped when a guard nearly attacked Fausha, was laughing his head off torturing the guards. Vegeta was dodging moves from a guard with ease, laughing at him and taunting him, Kakarot was playing around, teasing his guard; Raditz was just fighting, making sure none of them went for Fausha. Bardock was helping out with the others, taking on guards that looked like they would attack. Fausha saw one guard get past the male Saiyans and stalk towards her, she moved back slightly trying to concentrate, the guard jumped, and she shoved so many thoughts into his head that it exploded covering her with brain matter and blood, Fausha scrubbed at her face a look of disgust on it. Kakarot suddenly shouted in pain and staggered back holding his cheek, his eyes wide, the guard attacked again but Bardock took the blow, Fausha screamed when she saw the blast hit his left eye, she raced over to him fear on her face, the guard reached for her, then his head was gone, the body collapsed and Broly used his head to bash in the last guard's head. Fausha went to him and touched him, Broly whirled around but stopped seeing her, and he panted watching her. Fausha touched his cheek gently.

"Their all dead, you don't have to fight anymore." She whispered. Broly nodded silently. She smiled and signaled for him to sit down, he did so, and he saw the blood and growled. She blinked, and then realized what he was growling about. "Don't worry my king; it's from a guard, not me." She said as she began to bandage his wounds, he relaxed and allowed it, she finished with him and she bandaged her family's wounds. "Do you think that you'll be able to see out of that eye, uncle?" She asked. Bardock nodded.

"Yeah, it's a shallow wound, there will be a scar but my eye will still work." He said. He looked over at his youngest son and laughed.

"Damn, you look like me now, Kakarot." He said grinning, Kakarot grinned back, "If it weren't for my new wound, people wouldn't be able to tell us apart." Fausha laughed smiling.

"Fausha would be able to tell us apart!" He said grinning, "She always had that ability." Fausha went to Raditz to bandage his as well.

"We should head back, Dende could heal the wounds." Bardock said, standing slowly. Fausha nodded smiling slightly.

Piccolo looked at the six Saiyans a frown on his face.

"What happened?" He asked.

"The guards that took Fausha tried to kill her…We killed them."
Bardock said. Piccolo looked at their wounds.

"Nail, get Dende!" He shouted and a young Eunuch raced off. Soon a little boy was brought, all of the Saiyan's sat down and he healed them, Broly looked to Fausha and jumped up as she collapsed. He raced to her lifting her head.

"Dende, Fausha needs healing too." He said his face tight. Dende healed her wounds. Broly stood when he finished, holding Fausha close and walked towards his room. "When I return I want to see Elppa, the other virgins are to return to their homes, they may keep the jewelry that they chose." He said. Piccolo bowed and left.

Broly placed Fausha onto his bed and gently swept back her hair, the wound was gone; then again, Dende was very skilled when it came to healing. He saw her ears were healed, the holes for the earrings were gone, she would have to get them pierced again. He turned to leave when he heard Fausha give a soft, yet breathy moan, he turned slowly and saw her blushing, she was still asleep, so he figured she was having a wet dream.

"Broly." She whispered her breath hitching, he smirked and left, his ego bloating at the thought that he was the one she had wet dreams about. He watched her wither slightly before leaving the room, he entered the throne room, Elppa stood by the throne looking at it in wonder, he watched as she eyed the Queens throne greedily, he slipped into the shadows to watch, Elppa went to it and sat in it, she closed her eyes and smirked. Broly growled and Elppa jumped up looking around, he stepped out of the shadows and she relaxed softly.

"My king, you frightened me." She said breathlessly. Broly walked towards her, he curled his lip when she began to mess with her necklace to try and draw his eyes, he stopped in front of her looking at her earrings, they were the ones Fausha had worn. Black onyx earrings, that looked so familiar, no matter how hard he tried he couldn't place the memory. He held one.

"Where did you get these?" He asked.

"Why, they were in the jewelry room, my king." Elppa lied.

"You dare lie to me! You ripped these out of my future Queens ears!" He snapped yanking the earring out, he grabbed the other one and did the same. Elppa yelped in pain holding her ears. Piccolo stepped in. "Piccolo, how exactly did she come by the Necklace." Broly ask glaring down at Elppa.

"She took it from Fausha, my lord, just as she was about to put it on, the dress she is wearing was taken from Fausha's private room, it was something I chose for her because it complemented her skin, she was to wear tights under it, the ones that stop at the knees. But those were stolen and burnt in the garden, Turles said that he saw Elppa in the gardens at the time, he also mentioned that she smelt of smoke." Piccolo said. "And during Fausha's stay most of the things that she chose to wear for you to see were stolen and found in Elppa's room, Also sir, Elppa has been busy, several guards say that she had tried to seduce them into hurting Fausha." He said. Broly snarled deeply, he carefully removed the necklace.

"Take her away, Piccolo, and make sure that when she leaves, she is to be wearing the clothing of a harlot, for that is what she is." He snarled. He then turned and stalked out, Elppa stared after him her eyes blazing.

"So you want that slut! Fine! Be that way! But I warn you! You'll regret this desi —Mph!" Piccolo clamped his hand over her mouth.

"If you want to live, you better shut your mouth, you threaten the future Queen and he'll kill you." He said into her ear before dragging her out to do what Broly commanded.

Fausha woke to a sharp pain in her ear, she opened her eyes to see a Eunuch pulled away with a needle, which he reheated, he then made another Eunuch remove an ice cube and place an apple behind her ear and pierced it, quickly he and the other Eunuch put the earrings into her ears. She sat up, touching her ears.

"Piccolo said that the king wanted you to have your earrings back." The Eunuch said. "And he assigned me to you, Mam, I am Nail, and that is Dende." Fausha smiled.

"It's nice to meet you." She said. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and stood slowly. "Where is My lord?" She asked.

"He just finished up in the throne room and is probably in the gardens talking to the Eunuchs who will prepare the wedding." Nail said. Fausha blinked before going over to the window and looking out, Broly was talking to the Eunuchs in the garden, she caught some of what he was saying and smiled slightly.

"He's having fun." She said. "I think he likes the idea of marring me." Nail looked at Dende.

"We like the idea too." Dende said softly. "We rather have you queen, Fausha, you're like the old Queen, you always listen." He said softly. Fausha smiled.

"Thank you, Dende, even though I never saw her, I bet she was a kind Queen."

"She was." Nail said. "I was a little boy at the time but she was always kind to us Eunuchs, she made sure that we were happy, and in return, we made sure she was happy." Nail said, the door opened and in came a tall woman and several young women.

"So this is the Bride? Se magnific, she will be a beautiful princess!" The woman said. She went over to Fausha looking her up and down, she snapped her fingers and a young woman gave her some measuring tape. The woman wrapped it around Fausha's breasts, she said a number before wrapping the tape under Fausha's breasts, she measured Fausha's bust, then measured how wide her shoulders were, how thin her neck was, how wide her hips and waist were, the length of her arms and legs and the wide of her arms and wrists. Soon she finished. "You are a Saiyan so the dress will have to be made from scratch." She said. "You will be a goddess as you walk down the aisle." She said with confidence. Fausha looked utterly confused. "You will have to wear blood red lipstick, light green eye shadow, mascara, some eye liner, we can put on the blush, to make your little heart shape face show. This will be easy!"

Fausha sighed holding her arms up as the corset of her dress was wrapped around her, she didn't like corsets, they were annoying, especially with the tightening of the strings. The young woman behind her was making sure that the corset was extra tight, Fausha couldn't take in big breaths now, If it stays this tight I'm going to faint on my wedding day. She thought as the placed the Tiara for the queen on her head. She pouted and a woman put on lipstick, Fausha sighed fluttering her eyes as they applied mascara, then closed them so they could put on eye shadow and then eyeliner, finally she was finished, she wore a gorgeous wedding dress, the corset had diamonds sewed into it along the top of it, there was a large heart shaped emerald over Fausha's heart, there was a gold chain around her waist, the skirt of the dress was tight against Fausha's legs and was made of the finest silk, Fausha wore white high hills that had red and black ribbons attached to them. "You are ready." The woman said and Bardock came in and took her arm, a smile on his face.

"Thank god you asked me to walk you down the aisle." He murmured softly. Fausha smiled up at him.

"I'm glad I did too." She said happy. He led her out, he noticed her small breaths and loosened the corset ever so slightly for her. "Thank you." She whispered taking in deeper breaths.