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Chapter 3 – A Day as a Slave
Caroline awoke to the sound of Zarbon's voice which blasted through the speakers in her room.
"Attention slave! The day has started! In half an hour someone will be outside your door and they will escort you to Lord Frieza."
Caroline could feel that her pillow was wet; she had cried herself to sleep. Her grip on the quilt tightened. So it begins. The rest of her life she will be a slave. She may not even see her family again. She found her will to move and got up. A knock on the door shocked her.
"C-come in." She said. The door opened to reveal a maid with some rather exotic clothes.
"These are your clothes miss." The woman said. "Lord Frieza ordered us to give you these clothes."
Caroline stared at them for a moment.
"I'll put them on your bed miss."
"Thanks." Caroline chocked. The maid left with a comforting smile and shut the door.
Half an hour later after she got changed into her Egyptian type exotic clothes: A golden type cloth wrapped round her chest; her tangy orange shorts where covered by a see-through golden silk material that had a slit right up the front; a veil covered her nose and lips, showing only her eyes; and Ruby beads where placed on the front of her head, near her forehead.
She looked at her reflection in the window and frowned. Beyond the window was a small town; lots of round houses that seemed to be made of clay. Outside she could see the lower slaves digging in their gardens, carrying parcels from one place to the next. Not a single soul was resting. She felt extremely guilty.
"My family could be down there working. And look at me: Dressed in gold and not doing much." Caroline said to herself. She placed her right hand on the window, looking down on the people below her working. Suddenly the door swung open. She turned around in shock and Vegeta stood there waiting for her. Caroline hung her head and followed the young man. Neither said a word to each other while she followed him to Frieza's chambers.
They finally came to a halt in front of the largest double doors Caroline had ever seen; it hung from the high ceiling and was dripped in silver; it's elaborate designs impeccable. Vegeta knocked on the door, and Zarbon answered it.
"Ah, the slave. In you come. Vegeta, return to your rounds."
Vegeta bowed and left. Caroline entered the large dome. There was a throne at the back, with no-one sitting upon it. Zarbon spoke to her.
"I shall inform Lord Frieza that you are here. Do not move."
Caroline saw Zarbon leave through a door. Caroline wanted to leave immediately and get away from here, but she knew she'd get caught and get in too much trouble. Instead, she took in her surroundings. The ceiling was made of glass and sun shone down on her; the gold glittering on her outfit and her hair shining brightly. Her green eyes were gleaming in the light. In the middle of the room was a large fountain, sprouting water with the foam flying high. The sight was splendid, and dazzled Caroline. She was so amazed at the spectacle that she did not notice Frieza entering his domain.
"Such a splendid sight." He said, smirking. Caroline turned her head sharply to face Frieza. Her fears came flooding back. "I never knew Earthlings could be gifted with such beauty." He went to place his hand and caress her face, but she turned her face away from his gnarled fingers.
"You'll learn to accept me."
"I'll never accept you." She spat at him.
"Your beauty and your ugly manners clash. I ought to give you some discipline."
"I don't take kindly to perverts."
Frieza gave a small laugh.
"In time you'll learn to obey my rules. If you don't you'll join the rest of the Saiyan race. Dead."
Caroline blinked at him, unable to believe that this small creature was capable of such destruction.
"Now, as my personal slave, you shall bring me wine from the kitchens. Not too sweet. The slaves in the kitchens know what I like."
Caroline began to walk off, but was stopped by Frieza.
"When I give you an order, you say 'Yes Sire'."
"Yes, Sire." Caroline said through clenched teeth.
"And you curtsy while you say it."
"What?" Caroline objected, but Frieza gave her a threatening look. She swallowed and managed a small curtsy. "Yes Sire." She repeated, and followed a sign that showed her to the kitchens.
Caroline knocked on the kitchen door about two minutes later. A purple man with four arms opened the door. Caroline screamed in shock.
"Can I 'elp you Madame?" The creature asked politely, in a sort of weird French type accent.
"Uh…um, yes please." Caroline managed to say. "Frieza would like some wine. I'm his personal slave."
The whole entire kitchen staff gasped and stopped what they were doing. They whispered amongst each other and eventually silenced.
"What?" Caroline asked.
"Excuse me, Madame. We do think it is best we warn you of Lord Frieza."
"No need to. I know he's a horrible git."
"No Madame it is worse! Much worse! Frieza 'as 'ad many other personal slaves. All of zem wound up like the Saiyan race."
Caroline gulped.
"Dead?"
"Oui, Madame."
"Why? How?"
"Frieza only takes the attractive ones as his personal slaves. Eventually he asks for zer 'and in marriage."
Caroline was stunned.
"He does what?"
"All of 'is slaves where blasted to smithereens Madame. All I ask is zat you be careful."
"I take it that they all objected his offer?"
"Oui."
Caroline breathed heavily. She never knew her fate was so bad.
"Sacre bleur! The Lord's wine!"
The staff started scuttling around doing their work again.
"Be right back, Madame." The creature said and took a low bow before he left. He came back shortly with a tray, and upon it was a bottle full of wine and a glass. "Good luck, Madame."
Caroline tried to speak, but her mouth was jammed shut. Instead she gave a small smile and whimpered. She then left, the kitchen doors slamming behind her.
:..End Flashback..: