A pure heart's wish
Chapter 3
Bulma awoke to a knock at her bedroom door. She sat up and wondered what time it may be, the sun hasn't risen from its slumber yet!
She slipped out of bed and covered herself up with a white satin robe hanging beside her bed. The knock came again, "I'm coming!" Bulma yelled gently and ran to her door and turned the gigantic knob and Eighteen was there waiting.
"Good morning Bulma, for your own information you are to rise at five each morning and dress in white today to serve the King his morning meal." Eighteen paused herself and walked into the room and helped Bulma with her dress.
"You've showered, have you not?" Eighteen asked while Bulma took off her robe, "Yes from the night before, is that alright?" Bulma questioned and Eighteen nodded and continued Bulma's list for the day.
"You are to walk with the Queen and give her advice in the gardens, serve lunch and walk with the Prince to discuss-"Eighteen saw Bulma's face turn a significant shade of red.
"The Prince? But I'm well you see-"Bulma was cut off
"You like him don't you?" Eighteen teased.
"No! Well sorta, um, yeah, I can't help it and I'm probably not suppose to like him anyway!" Bulma exclaimed and sighed.
"Why do you like him? Looks? Money? Royalty?" Eighteen questioned.
"His eyes are gorgeous and when he smiles its like heaven, I wouldn't care if he was a prince or an outcast, I would run away with him any day." Bulma said dreamily and admired herself in the mirror.
"Just a tip but don't be giddy and cute around him he hates it, be a smart ass, no woman has done that before!" Eighteen laughed and was only kidding but Bulma took her seriously.
"Wow Bulma, you are a natural beauty." Eighteen said and stood subsequently to her and looked in the mirror. "Well you are too Eighteen, how old are you?" Bulma asked and turned around to face her. "I'm nineteen and you really think I'm pretty?" Eighteen reddened.
"Well not to sound weird or anything but you do have a natural beauty to yourself." Bulma smiled and Eighteen reddened more.
"We better get going; we've been talking for awhile now." Eighteen sighed and walked into the hallway and Bulma followed.
The two young girls gossiped all the way to the kitchen and laughed at each others stories and jokes. Bulma finally made a new friend, Eighteen.
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Vegeta sat up suddenly from his slumber and looked around wide eyed. For days now he's been having this dream of this girl with a beautiful, breath taking singing voice, but the sad truth is he doesn't know what she looks like, it's driving his crazy!
In his dream the Kings of the past are telling him that she is his true love. She would sing a heavenly song in the gardens of his palace and Vegeta would run to catch a glimpse of her but it was too late, he awakened.
The Prince got out of bed and servants came in to dress him for his morning meal. Vegeta scowled in the mirror, "Who is that girl?!" he yelled to himself.
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"Now today Bulma you do what you did yesterday and start a nice conversation with the King, who you will be seated next to." Eighteen said and Bulma only nodded.
Eighteen went out into the dining area and greeted the royal family. "Good morning your highness, why what a lovely dress your wearing." Eighteen smiled and the Queen did so as well.
"Why thank you child, is the high servant ready?" she asked while taking her seat along with the Prince and King. "Yes she is, I'll go fetch her." Eighteen said and hurried to the back room and ordered Bulma to go ahead and take the meal out.
"Good morning your majesty, what a lovely day it is today." Bulma said smiling and set the tray down.
Vegeta stared at her but no one noticed. "She is a real beauty and seems so innocent, but she's most likely not the girl in my dreams." Vegeta thought and started to eat.
"So" The King began, "Have you ever considered marriage?" He asked and Bulma looked stunned, "Marriage? Well my mother wants me to but I feel I'm not ready and I haven't found anyone your majesty." Bulma said blankly and the King just blinked.
"Have you ever liked a man before?" the Queen questioned with curiosity on her face, "yes only one person." Bulma blushed. "What do you like about him?" The Queen asked and Bulma was feeling uncomfortable, she was talking about the guy sitting right next to her!
"His eyes are what I feel in love with; he seems, well, different from anyone I've ever met in my life." Bulma said trying not to give it away.
The Queen nodded and continued eating.
Minutes seemed like hours while Bulma sat there in an excruciating silence.
"Bulma you don't seem like you want to have a conversation with us?" The King questioned and Bulma jumped a little, "Sorry your majesty I'm not feeling like myself today." Bulma bowed her head.
"Oh child its just nerves, give it sometime and before you know it we'll be talking for hours on end." The Queen smiled at Bulma and she looked up and smiled back.
"Why what a pretty smile you have child, I wonder if Vegeta has taken any interest in you." The Queen looked over at Vegeta who looked at his mother then Bulma and jolted up from the table lightly blushing and stormed out of the room.
"I'll take that as a yes." The King mumbled and continued eating.
Bulma's heart jumped, "The Prince has taken interest in me? Noooo this can't be, can my dreams be coming true?" Bulma's face glowed as she watched the doors close from which the Prince exited, the Queen knew the truth, she could easily read Bulma like a book, Bulma had fallen in love with Vegeta.
"How perfect........" The Queen thought and took a sip of her wine.
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Bulma hummed a heavily tune as she made her way to the gardens but was stopped by Eighteen. "Oh hey Eighteen guess what? The Queen thinks the Prince likes me!" Bulma smiled and Eighteen just stood there, "She tells that to every high servant and Vegeta gets up embarrassed as hell and walks out, yeah I know." Eighteen said coldly. "Well you didn't have to be so cruel about it." Bulma whined, "I'm sorry, but you are due with the Queen for advice." Eighteen said blankly and Bulma made her way past her.
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The Queen was stunned with this advice Bulma has given here. Surely she never actually followed anyone's advice before since she could have thought of that herself but this time was different. Bulma was clever and pure of heart.
"Your highness, a few days ago you asked about my singing, why's that?" Bulma questioned and they continued on they walk.
"Well my son has been having dreams of a girl with a gorgeous singing voice, he's told his advisors and me that the Kings of the past have told him this is his true love." The Queen quoted.
"Well surely this is a princess in his dreams; she's probably out there, waiting for him." Bulma said dreamily and smiled.
"It could be....." The Queen thought for a moment.
Bulma smiled, "I'm sure the woman of his dreams will become a reality someday."
The Queen smiled, this girl really had no idea that every high servant is chosen by the King and Queen to try and wed their son. All the others were to their dislike but they really liked this Bulma. And surely Vegeta does too.
"Why do you think it's a princess?" The Queen asked and Bulma gave her a pitiful look, "Its just like in the fairly tales, a Prince always marries a Princess." Bulma said.
"Was Cinderella a princess?" The Queen quoted and turned away smiling.
Bulma opened her mouth to say something but thought about it.
"Guess not." Bulma bowed her head
The Queen laughed, "Let's go inside, this sun is making me weary."
Chapter 3
Bulma awoke to a knock at her bedroom door. She sat up and wondered what time it may be, the sun hasn't risen from its slumber yet!
She slipped out of bed and covered herself up with a white satin robe hanging beside her bed. The knock came again, "I'm coming!" Bulma yelled gently and ran to her door and turned the gigantic knob and Eighteen was there waiting.
"Good morning Bulma, for your own information you are to rise at five each morning and dress in white today to serve the King his morning meal." Eighteen paused herself and walked into the room and helped Bulma with her dress.
"You've showered, have you not?" Eighteen asked while Bulma took off her robe, "Yes from the night before, is that alright?" Bulma questioned and Eighteen nodded and continued Bulma's list for the day.
"You are to walk with the Queen and give her advice in the gardens, serve lunch and walk with the Prince to discuss-"Eighteen saw Bulma's face turn a significant shade of red.
"The Prince? But I'm well you see-"Bulma was cut off
"You like him don't you?" Eighteen teased.
"No! Well sorta, um, yeah, I can't help it and I'm probably not suppose to like him anyway!" Bulma exclaimed and sighed.
"Why do you like him? Looks? Money? Royalty?" Eighteen questioned.
"His eyes are gorgeous and when he smiles its like heaven, I wouldn't care if he was a prince or an outcast, I would run away with him any day." Bulma said dreamily and admired herself in the mirror.
"Just a tip but don't be giddy and cute around him he hates it, be a smart ass, no woman has done that before!" Eighteen laughed and was only kidding but Bulma took her seriously.
"Wow Bulma, you are a natural beauty." Eighteen said and stood subsequently to her and looked in the mirror. "Well you are too Eighteen, how old are you?" Bulma asked and turned around to face her. "I'm nineteen and you really think I'm pretty?" Eighteen reddened.
"Well not to sound weird or anything but you do have a natural beauty to yourself." Bulma smiled and Eighteen reddened more.
"We better get going; we've been talking for awhile now." Eighteen sighed and walked into the hallway and Bulma followed.
The two young girls gossiped all the way to the kitchen and laughed at each others stories and jokes. Bulma finally made a new friend, Eighteen.
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Vegeta sat up suddenly from his slumber and looked around wide eyed. For days now he's been having this dream of this girl with a beautiful, breath taking singing voice, but the sad truth is he doesn't know what she looks like, it's driving his crazy!
In his dream the Kings of the past are telling him that she is his true love. She would sing a heavenly song in the gardens of his palace and Vegeta would run to catch a glimpse of her but it was too late, he awakened.
The Prince got out of bed and servants came in to dress him for his morning meal. Vegeta scowled in the mirror, "Who is that girl?!" he yelled to himself.
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"Now today Bulma you do what you did yesterday and start a nice conversation with the King, who you will be seated next to." Eighteen said and Bulma only nodded.
Eighteen went out into the dining area and greeted the royal family. "Good morning your highness, why what a lovely dress your wearing." Eighteen smiled and the Queen did so as well.
"Why thank you child, is the high servant ready?" she asked while taking her seat along with the Prince and King. "Yes she is, I'll go fetch her." Eighteen said and hurried to the back room and ordered Bulma to go ahead and take the meal out.
"Good morning your majesty, what a lovely day it is today." Bulma said smiling and set the tray down.
Vegeta stared at her but no one noticed. "She is a real beauty and seems so innocent, but she's most likely not the girl in my dreams." Vegeta thought and started to eat.
"So" The King began, "Have you ever considered marriage?" He asked and Bulma looked stunned, "Marriage? Well my mother wants me to but I feel I'm not ready and I haven't found anyone your majesty." Bulma said blankly and the King just blinked.
"Have you ever liked a man before?" the Queen questioned with curiosity on her face, "yes only one person." Bulma blushed. "What do you like about him?" The Queen asked and Bulma was feeling uncomfortable, she was talking about the guy sitting right next to her!
"His eyes are what I feel in love with; he seems, well, different from anyone I've ever met in my life." Bulma said trying not to give it away.
The Queen nodded and continued eating.
Minutes seemed like hours while Bulma sat there in an excruciating silence.
"Bulma you don't seem like you want to have a conversation with us?" The King questioned and Bulma jumped a little, "Sorry your majesty I'm not feeling like myself today." Bulma bowed her head.
"Oh child its just nerves, give it sometime and before you know it we'll be talking for hours on end." The Queen smiled at Bulma and she looked up and smiled back.
"Why what a pretty smile you have child, I wonder if Vegeta has taken any interest in you." The Queen looked over at Vegeta who looked at his mother then Bulma and jolted up from the table lightly blushing and stormed out of the room.
"I'll take that as a yes." The King mumbled and continued eating.
Bulma's heart jumped, "The Prince has taken interest in me? Noooo this can't be, can my dreams be coming true?" Bulma's face glowed as she watched the doors close from which the Prince exited, the Queen knew the truth, she could easily read Bulma like a book, Bulma had fallen in love with Vegeta.
"How perfect........" The Queen thought and took a sip of her wine.
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Bulma hummed a heavily tune as she made her way to the gardens but was stopped by Eighteen. "Oh hey Eighteen guess what? The Queen thinks the Prince likes me!" Bulma smiled and Eighteen just stood there, "She tells that to every high servant and Vegeta gets up embarrassed as hell and walks out, yeah I know." Eighteen said coldly. "Well you didn't have to be so cruel about it." Bulma whined, "I'm sorry, but you are due with the Queen for advice." Eighteen said blankly and Bulma made her way past her.
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The Queen was stunned with this advice Bulma has given here. Surely she never actually followed anyone's advice before since she could have thought of that herself but this time was different. Bulma was clever and pure of heart.
"Your highness, a few days ago you asked about my singing, why's that?" Bulma questioned and they continued on they walk.
"Well my son has been having dreams of a girl with a gorgeous singing voice, he's told his advisors and me that the Kings of the past have told him this is his true love." The Queen quoted.
"Well surely this is a princess in his dreams; she's probably out there, waiting for him." Bulma said dreamily and smiled.
"It could be....." The Queen thought for a moment.
Bulma smiled, "I'm sure the woman of his dreams will become a reality someday."
The Queen smiled, this girl really had no idea that every high servant is chosen by the King and Queen to try and wed their son. All the others were to their dislike but they really liked this Bulma. And surely Vegeta does too.
"Why do you think it's a princess?" The Queen asked and Bulma gave her a pitiful look, "Its just like in the fairly tales, a Prince always marries a Princess." Bulma said.
"Was Cinderella a princess?" The Queen quoted and turned away smiling.
Bulma opened her mouth to say something but thought about it.
"Guess not." Bulma bowed her head
The Queen laughed, "Let's go inside, this sun is making me weary."