"I'm sorry princess but the law of this planet states it's princess must be married before her 18th birthday." King Vegeta said trying to be reasonable.
"I don't care about stupid laws! Or this stupid kingdom as a matter of fact!" Bra fumed storming off pushing past her mother and out the room leaving behind a stunned royal court. King Vegeta couldn't help feeling guilty. He hated seeing his precious little princess so upset.
"I told you she wasn't going to go along with this so easily." King Vegeta said to Queen Bulma.
"The law is the law. She's going to have to get used to the idea. The wedding will be in two weeks." Queen Bulma said a matter of factly. She knew her daughter could be as stubborn as her father, but there was no way out of this. Princess Bra would marry Goten Son in two short weeks and that was that.
Bra was running down the hall of the royal wing her mind racing a million miles per hour. She felt so betrayed. How could her father be part of such a horrible arrangement? It was bad enough she had been locked up in the castle her whole life now she also had to marry by force? Bra was too shocked and angry she didn't notice the person walking towards her and crashed right into them.
"Why in such a hurry baby sister?" Trunks asked in a mocking tone.
"Out of my way Trunks! I'm not a happy lil princess!" Bra pushed Trunks aside.
"Awww! Hurrying to greet your future husband when he arrives?" Trunks teased making Bra snap.
"You knew about this?" Bra asked in disbelief.
"Of course. If you would have paid attention in our royal history class instead of writing who knows what in you little book you would have known about this." Trunks said matter of factly.
"Bite me!" Bra snapped walking off.
"Tsk tsk! Such language is violation of royal etiquette rule number 515." Trunks laughed.
"Ah!" Trunks yelped ducking from a book Bra threw at him before leaving.
"They're not going to force me to marry anyone without a fight." Bra swore storming into her room and slamming the doors behind her.
"But what can I do?" Bra asked herself out loud. She stayed awake all night trying to answer that question. Some of her ideas were too outrageous and unrealistic. Setting the castle on fire was she decided would be used as a last result.
The sun started to rise and the princess still hadn't thought of a plan to get out of her arranged wedding. She slowly got out of bed and walked over to her balcony windows and opened the curtain to let the sun in.
"I'm so sleepy. I didn't sleep at all last night." Bra yawned as a flash of inspiration hit her.
"I got it!" Bra exclaimed running out onto the balcony and leaning over looking down at the courtyard below. She had thought of the perfect plan to stop the wedding and escape to the outside world, which she had so longed to see.
Authors Note- What is Bra planning to do to stop the wedding? And more importantly will it work? Find out in the next chapter.