A pure heart's wish
Chapter 2
"Wow............." Bulma looked up at the tall silver palace. She was standing in the middle of the street with her belongings while everyone seemed to pass by her like she was thin air.
"Well here I go!" Bulma said and walked up to the gates and the armed guards stopped her. "Name!" One of them shouted. "Bulma" she calmly said and they checked their lists that they seemed to hold.
"You may pass." The other guard said and opened the palace gates. Bulma was becoming even more nervous by the second. She them felt someone tugging on her bag. "What are you doing?" she asked, "We will take your luggage to your room, you are needed in the garden, the Queen wants to meet you and see if you are up to her standards." The guard responded and Bulma mouthed an "oh" to him and walked on in.
She looked left and right and awed in wonder at how beautiful the scenery was. Water fountains with giant statues, flowers, trees, and she spotted the garden and noticed someone with servants sitting in the gazebo. Bulma walked over and the Queen saw her walking her way.
"Welcome child." She politely said and grinned. Bulma curtsied, "I'm honored to be here your highness." Bulma stood up and the Queen looked at her. "Such an odd color you are, never seen such beauty in a woman so young." Bulma blushed, "Tell me a little about yourself." The Queen had her sit beside her.
"Well I'm very helpful around my own home and I'm willing to do anything at any task, I'm outgoing, curious and I stand up for myself at any cost." Bulma said proudly and the Queen said nothing for the moment.
"Do you sing?" The queen asked. "Well yes, very beautifully not to be rude or anything." The Queen could see in Bulma's eyes she was no fake and so pure of heart, the others she's had only wanted riches and to marry her son. "Don't you take pride into your looks?" The Queen questioned her, "No your highness I truly don't, I'm not that sort of young woman." Bulma said with a confused look expressed on her face.
"Well Bulma my servant will show you to your room and she'll tell you what you must to for tonight's dinner, don't worry, you'll be fine." The queen said and walked into the palace.
"Hello Bulma, shall I escort you to your room?" The short hair blonde asked. "Yes, and may I ask for your name?" Bulma asked smiling, "My name is Eighteen." Eighteen said with a weird look, "Well it's nice to meet you Eighteen." None of the high servants has ever talked to her yet she felt a calm presence around Bulma. She seemed so pure.
They arrived at Bulma's room and Eighteen unlocked it for her and handed her the door key. Bulma gasped, the room was outstanding! There was a queen size bed, a gigantic bathroom with a jet powered bath tub, and a romantic view off the balcony which faced the ocean.
"Ok now you must change into your royal blue dress and I'll teach you how to serve your royalty." Eighteen said while Bulma changed and explained everything.
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"Come now Vegeta I don't want you acting in such a manner!" The King calmly stated while the angered Prince paced back and forth.
"I don't see why you and mother are trying to get me to marry! Every high servant has been a bitch and not to mention ugly!" Vegeta roared and his father rolled his eyes.
"Lets go to dinner, we don't want to keep your mother waiting without our company." King Vegeta said and the prince grunted and followed behind him.
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"Now remember, stand up straight, walk with good posture and carry the tray in front of you which will be the King's meal and other servants will be following behind with the other's meals." Eighteen quoted and Bulma nodded her head.
Eighteen peered around the corner to make sure everyone was there and the Prince and King were just taking their seats. "Ok, here's the tray and good luck dear." Eighteen gave her a light push and Bulma emerged into the room walking with grace.
Vegeta glanced out of the corner of his eye and prevented his jaw from dropping. "Oh my Kami what a gorgeous beauty this high servant is!" Vegeta yelled in his mind. Yet he felt like he's seen her before, her color, it seemed so odd yet attractive.
Bulma stood on the right side of the King which was the side Vegeta was on as well and she curtseyed and set the tray before him, "I hope you enjoy everything your majesty." Bulma said and smiled and stepped off to the side and waited for further commands. "Her scent is beautiful and yet unknown to me, where has this woman been all this time?" Vegeta pondered and ate his salad.
During the course of their meal the Queen motioned to Bulma's attention, "Bulma, be ever so kind and take a seat next to my son." The Queen asked and Bulma did and she was told and sat up straight and looked into the Queen's eyes. "So child what age are you?" The Queen asked while taking a sip of her soup. "I'm seventeen, turning eighteen in the spring." Bulma calmly said, "She has a voice of an angel!" Vegeta thought while eating his steak.
"Do you know why you're here child?" The queen asked with curiosity. "Well I'm here to serve am I not?" Bulma asked with a worried look. That was the first time a high servant has given that answer. Most told the Queen that their families were in dyer need and had high hopes of marriage.
Some maids came in and took the empty trays and The King and Prince got up immediately. "Bulma I would like you to take a walk with me." The King asked and Bulma got up from her chair and the King and her went outside.
Bulma gazed up at the dazzling white stars above her. They seemed so close to her reach that she could play with them in her dainty hands. "Bulma you seem different from those before you and I've never seen a saiyan quiet like you." He stated and kept his glance in front of him.
"Well your highness I do feel honored to be here to serve you." Bulma said, "And why's that?" he grinned and looked back at her, "Your squads have saved us so many times from Freiza, I could never begin to thank you enough, this wonderful place, such a beautiful place wouldn't be this way without you." Bulma smiled, "All the great Kings from the heavens are probably jealous of how great you are." Bulma blurted out and the King stopped. Bulma covered her mouth.
The King chuckled, "Yeah your probably right Bulma." And the two continued walking, "This Bulma sure is a unique one, she seems so much like my wife so long ago and I think this woman should take the thrown with my son." King Vegeta thought and the two walked on.
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Chapter 2
"Wow............." Bulma looked up at the tall silver palace. She was standing in the middle of the street with her belongings while everyone seemed to pass by her like she was thin air.
"Well here I go!" Bulma said and walked up to the gates and the armed guards stopped her. "Name!" One of them shouted. "Bulma" she calmly said and they checked their lists that they seemed to hold.
"You may pass." The other guard said and opened the palace gates. Bulma was becoming even more nervous by the second. She them felt someone tugging on her bag. "What are you doing?" she asked, "We will take your luggage to your room, you are needed in the garden, the Queen wants to meet you and see if you are up to her standards." The guard responded and Bulma mouthed an "oh" to him and walked on in.
She looked left and right and awed in wonder at how beautiful the scenery was. Water fountains with giant statues, flowers, trees, and she spotted the garden and noticed someone with servants sitting in the gazebo. Bulma walked over and the Queen saw her walking her way.
"Welcome child." She politely said and grinned. Bulma curtsied, "I'm honored to be here your highness." Bulma stood up and the Queen looked at her. "Such an odd color you are, never seen such beauty in a woman so young." Bulma blushed, "Tell me a little about yourself." The Queen had her sit beside her.
"Well I'm very helpful around my own home and I'm willing to do anything at any task, I'm outgoing, curious and I stand up for myself at any cost." Bulma said proudly and the Queen said nothing for the moment.
"Do you sing?" The queen asked. "Well yes, very beautifully not to be rude or anything." The Queen could see in Bulma's eyes she was no fake and so pure of heart, the others she's had only wanted riches and to marry her son. "Don't you take pride into your looks?" The Queen questioned her, "No your highness I truly don't, I'm not that sort of young woman." Bulma said with a confused look expressed on her face.
"Well Bulma my servant will show you to your room and she'll tell you what you must to for tonight's dinner, don't worry, you'll be fine." The queen said and walked into the palace.
"Hello Bulma, shall I escort you to your room?" The short hair blonde asked. "Yes, and may I ask for your name?" Bulma asked smiling, "My name is Eighteen." Eighteen said with a weird look, "Well it's nice to meet you Eighteen." None of the high servants has ever talked to her yet she felt a calm presence around Bulma. She seemed so pure.
They arrived at Bulma's room and Eighteen unlocked it for her and handed her the door key. Bulma gasped, the room was outstanding! There was a queen size bed, a gigantic bathroom with a jet powered bath tub, and a romantic view off the balcony which faced the ocean.
"Ok now you must change into your royal blue dress and I'll teach you how to serve your royalty." Eighteen said while Bulma changed and explained everything.
3 3 3 3 3 3
"Come now Vegeta I don't want you acting in such a manner!" The King calmly stated while the angered Prince paced back and forth.
"I don't see why you and mother are trying to get me to marry! Every high servant has been a bitch and not to mention ugly!" Vegeta roared and his father rolled his eyes.
"Lets go to dinner, we don't want to keep your mother waiting without our company." King Vegeta said and the prince grunted and followed behind him.
3 3 3 3 3 3
"Now remember, stand up straight, walk with good posture and carry the tray in front of you which will be the King's meal and other servants will be following behind with the other's meals." Eighteen quoted and Bulma nodded her head.
Eighteen peered around the corner to make sure everyone was there and the Prince and King were just taking their seats. "Ok, here's the tray and good luck dear." Eighteen gave her a light push and Bulma emerged into the room walking with grace.
Vegeta glanced out of the corner of his eye and prevented his jaw from dropping. "Oh my Kami what a gorgeous beauty this high servant is!" Vegeta yelled in his mind. Yet he felt like he's seen her before, her color, it seemed so odd yet attractive.
Bulma stood on the right side of the King which was the side Vegeta was on as well and she curtseyed and set the tray before him, "I hope you enjoy everything your majesty." Bulma said and smiled and stepped off to the side and waited for further commands. "Her scent is beautiful and yet unknown to me, where has this woman been all this time?" Vegeta pondered and ate his salad.
During the course of their meal the Queen motioned to Bulma's attention, "Bulma, be ever so kind and take a seat next to my son." The Queen asked and Bulma did and she was told and sat up straight and looked into the Queen's eyes. "So child what age are you?" The Queen asked while taking a sip of her soup. "I'm seventeen, turning eighteen in the spring." Bulma calmly said, "She has a voice of an angel!" Vegeta thought while eating his steak.
"Do you know why you're here child?" The queen asked with curiosity. "Well I'm here to serve am I not?" Bulma asked with a worried look. That was the first time a high servant has given that answer. Most told the Queen that their families were in dyer need and had high hopes of marriage.
Some maids came in and took the empty trays and The King and Prince got up immediately. "Bulma I would like you to take a walk with me." The King asked and Bulma got up from her chair and the King and her went outside.
Bulma gazed up at the dazzling white stars above her. They seemed so close to her reach that she could play with them in her dainty hands. "Bulma you seem different from those before you and I've never seen a saiyan quiet like you." He stated and kept his glance in front of him.
"Well your highness I do feel honored to be here to serve you." Bulma said, "And why's that?" he grinned and looked back at her, "Your squads have saved us so many times from Freiza, I could never begin to thank you enough, this wonderful place, such a beautiful place wouldn't be this way without you." Bulma smiled, "All the great Kings from the heavens are probably jealous of how great you are." Bulma blurted out and the King stopped. Bulma covered her mouth.
The King chuckled, "Yeah your probably right Bulma." And the two continued walking, "This Bulma sure is a unique one, she seems so much like my wife so long ago and I think this woman should take the thrown with my son." King Vegeta thought and the two walked on.
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