Conflict on Vegeta-sei
AGES: Trunks-21, Ryanna-19, Goten- 20, Pan-17, Bra- 18, Kankton- 19, Marron- 19,
Ubbu-20
Chapter 7: Interaction
Tears slid down Ryanna's gentle face as she looked at her reflection. 'Why am I doing this? I don't love the Prince.' Ryanna sighed. The maids had dressed her in a beautiful silver gown. The top of her dress curved and cupped her nice full breasts, and the sleeves came down to her elbow where they flared out. Her hair was brushed and pulled into a French braid ponytail {it starts out like a braid but then the rest is tied up in a ponytail}. She had to admit she liked what she saw in some respects, but her heart just didn't feel at home. *Knock, knock* "You may come in." "I see you took my advice milady... or should I say princess?" "Ryanna would do fine for me thank you." Goten gazed at her figure. 'She really does look like a Princess.' Ryanna caught his stare. "What are you staring at?" "Oh forgive me, you look very lovely milady." Ryanna rolled her eyes. "Whatever, what did you want anyway?" "The King asks for your presence at the dinner table. I am to escort you there." Ryanna sighed and nodded her head. "Very well escort me." Goten smiled and offered her his arm. She reluctantly took it. On the way to the dining room Ryanna couldn't help but glance at all the fine paintings sculptures and decorations that filled the castle.
"Here is the dining room Milady. I must leave you now and attend to your brother." Ryanna smiled sadly and nodded her head. She looked on as the handsome guard made his way down the corridor. Taking a deep breath she opened the door. Queen Bulma smiled as she saw the doors open to reveal her future daughter in law. "Well Hello Ryanna come and sit." Trunks turned his head and gawked at the image. She looked ravishing. "Looks like the maids did a good job..." He stood up and kissed her hand. "You look lovely." Ryanna kept her face emotionless. "Thank you." Trunks offered her a seat, which she took willingly, and took the seat next to her. Through most of the meal Ryanna was silent and kept her attention to her food. Trunks detested the awkward silence so he decided to spark a conversation. "So tell me about your life. How did you learn how to fight?" Ryanna glanced at the Prince. "My father taught me before he died." Trunks immediately smacked himself for saying that. 'Good going Trunks!' "Oh sorry... I didn't," "I know you didn't know. It's not your fault." She smiled slightly. "My mother died from ammonia when I was 5. My father took care of my brother and I for the next 6 years then... died in battle."
"War huh?" Ryanna bobbed her head, trying ti hide the tears that threatened to fall. "Ever since then I was the responsible one. My brother may be older by a few minutes but he was careless at some points... like now. When we took him to the doctor and found out what was wrong with him... he was in denial... he didn't believe he was dieing. He has a great spirit for adventure and didn't want to hold back because of his health" A tear came down her face but she stubbornly wiped it off her face. "It's okay. Well I'm done and I have to get some training in today." He was about to get up and leave when he looked to Ryanna. "Why don't you come with me. I'd love a challenge." Ryanna looked to him smiled but shook her head. "I think I'm gonna go check on my brother." Trunks smiled back and nodded. "Very well Milady." He kissed her hand. "I will see you tomorrow." Ryanna looked at her hand then up to the prince. 'He really is a gentleman.' She smiled and headed back towards the medical room.
There's chapter seven what do yah think? Review please!
