Conflict on Vegeta-sei
AGES: Trunks-21, Ryanna-19, Goten- 20, Pan-17, Bra- 18, Kankton- 19, Marron- 19,
Ubbu-20
Chapter 6: Freedom or Family?
Trunks walked down the silent hall. It was depressing to say the least. When he looked into the eyes of the young saiyan woman he felt lost and desire at the same time. They were a majestic emerald, a very rare eye color for a saiyan. The scar on her face made her even more mysterious, and he liked it. His legs trembled as he walked towards the medical center. There he spotted her, talking to Goten. He saw the grave expression on her face and it was clear she was worried about her brother. Then just like that she was gone taking off down the hall. Trunks walked up to Goten. "What did you say to her?" Goten turned around to the prince and bowed. "I merely gave her some advice. Whether she takes it is up to her." Trunks nodded and continued to look where the mysterious female took off. Ryanna's heart pounded. She knew what she had to do but was scared. Slowing down her pace she glanced at the giant doors and debated whether to enter. She knocked on the door and waited for a response. "You may enter." Taking a long deep breath she opened the doors. King Vegeta sat on his thrown, his beloved queen, Queen Bulma, sat at his side.
"I have been thinking your majesty, about the offer you gave to me." Vegeta gave a small smirk and signaled her to continue. "I will only agree against a few conditions." "And what might those conditions be Miss Coutsa'n?" Ryanna took a breath. "As you can see my brother is very ill. He was infected with the Muriel Virus. I want the best care for him." Vegeta nodded. "Anything else you want Milady?" "Yes, I know this might be asking for much but I would like respect. Not just for me but for my brother as well, and not just from the peasants and servants if you get my drift." Bulma looked to Vegeta to see any disregard. There was none. "If I am to be Prince Trunks' mate and Queen I need his respect. I'm not just some air toy that he needs to bear his offspring." Bulma smiled. "It shall be done. I'll give out the word to everyone including my son." Ryanna smiled sadly. "Thank you your grace." Bulma looked to Vegeta again. He had a small what looked like a smile on his face that made her grin. "Now if you are going to be princess/Queen or whatever you need to look like one." Vegeta clapped his hands twice and two guards stepped up. "Take Milady Coutsa'n up to her bedroom in the east wing. I want her in tiptop shape by dinner." The guards bowed and led the young female out the door. Ryanna sighed sadly. 'Well if giving up my freedom means my brother will live longer than so be it.' Silent unnoticeable tears came down her face as she was led two the most eastern part of the castle.
MAN! She must really love her brother if she was willing to give up her freedom eh? Review please!
