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Chapter 7 – The Truth
Caroline headed back to the party room. Almost everyone had gone except for a few. She saw Frieza immediately, talking to a huge man who seemed to be the same race as Frieza himself. She walked up to them, "ahem-ing" to let them know she was here.
"Ah, so this is your wife!" The big man said. "Oh yes Frieza she certainly is a catch, a fine wife indeed."
"I'm sorry, who are you?" She asked.
"My, my I haven't introduced myself, where are my manners? I am Frieza's father – King Cold." And he gave a low bow.
"Oh right." She said, not caring at all. "Well anyway if you don't mind I'd like to speak to Frieza."
"By all means!" He said, as he just stood there.
"I think she means 'alone', father." Frieza said.
"…Oh right! Yes of course! I shall leave." He gave another bow and walked away. Caroline instantly didn't like him.
"What is so important that you have to interrupt our conversation?" Frieza started quite harshly.
"Alright keep your hair…no I won't say that. Anyway, I want to talk to you about my room."
Frieza looked at her while sipping his drink. He gave a shrug.
"What about it?"
"Dude, I am your wife!"
"Don't you 'dude' me!" Frieza said, as Caroline tried to stifle a laugh. "Yes, you are my wife but you don't go around calling me 'dude'! You address me as Frieza, since it is my name!"
"Right ok, well as I am your wife, I think it would be better to move me out of that box you call a room!"
"You're not satisfied?" He asked, actually confused.
"Satisfied? Of course I'm not bloody satisfied! Anyone could get claustrophobic in there!"
"It's not small at all! I need to give myself a good impression to the people I have to work with so I got builders to make that room for you and decorators to decorate it for you and people to give you the best bed and you've come here to tell me you're not satisfied?" He said struggling to keep his voice down. Caroline looked at him. Now she was confused.
"What? I mean the room where you put me when I was your personal slave! I want to get moved out!"
"You have! Into the room that was built for you!"
"Why didn't anyone tell me?"
"I sent Zarbon to tell you but you ran off! He obviously couldn't find you! Why did you go off anyway?"
"I was BORED! I was in the corner, no-one was making any effort to come and congratulate me or talk to me so I left! Can you blame me?"
Frieza looked around the room.
"Where are the monkeys?"
"What? Monkeys? What monkeys? I didn't see any monkeys!"
"The Saiyans you idiotic twit!"
"Don't you dare call me that! And how the bloody hell am I supposed to know you're talking about Vegeta, Nappa and Raditz if you address them as monkeys?"
"Never mind! Just tell me where they went!"
"They went with me. They're in bed now."
"Bed? They shouldn't be in bed!"
"Why?"
"Oh never mind! Just go to your room!"
"I would if I knew where it was!"
"DODORIA!" Frieza bellowed. Dodoria came pounding over with extreme fear on his face.
"Yes Sire?"
"Show her to her room!"
"Yes Sire! Come on…Your Highness…" He added. Frieza grabbed a bottle of wine, drank it all and slammed it back down. He put his hands by his temples and started rubbing them.
"Women!" He said, exasperated. Caroline began following Dodoria. They went through a door which lead to a corridor. 'They like corridors don't they?' Caroline thought. Dodoria got a key out of his pocket, put it in a door and opened it.
"Your room, Your Highness."
"Oh will people stop bowing at me!"
"Yes Your Highness!"
"And stop calling me that! It's an order!"
"Yes…"
"Just call me Caroline, will you?"
She looked at him, and for some reason he seemed completely out of character.
"What's wrong with you?" She asked.
"Zarbon got promoted."
"And you're jealous." She said, rolling her eyes.
"I do just the same as Zarbon does!" He said, getting his character back.
"Want some advice?"
Dodoria nodded his head.
"Get over it! And thanks for showing me to my room." She said as she slammed the door shut. She found a switch and she pressed it. The lights came on.
"Oh my God…" She said as she took the wonderful surroundings. "This is beautiful!"
The carpet was a beautiful red colour and the walls were painted cream. There were the most astounding plants Caroline had ever seen, and Caroline turned to look at the ceiling. It was high, and the lights gave a beautiful dim glow. A double poster bed laid against the wall on the left. The quilt was a deep red, and cushions of a lighter shade of red and gold decorated the bed. The posters were wooden, and white silk hung from them. It was the most gorgeous bed she had ever seen, it was like she was living in a fairytale.
"I could never have imagined … this is … I'm lost for words!" She said, half-laughing. She ran onto the bed and jumped on it and fell flat on her stomach. It was the most comfortable bed ever, and the soft quilt caressed her smooth skin. She looked to her right and for some reason she failed to notice the stairs when she entered the room. She got off the bed and walked up them. The stairs were a deep mahogany and a red carpet laid on the stairs. At the top was a glass door. She opened it to reveal the most beautiful semi-circled balcony she had ever seen in her life. The view was breath-taking: A million stars twinkled down her; the half-moon was shining a silver-grey glow onto Frieza's planet, and below her were the slaves. The round clay houses had a golden glow shining out of the windows, and this Kingdom stretched out for miles.
"This is mine…" Caroline suddenly realised. "This is all mine!" Caroline began laughing happily. "I can do what I want! I'm the Queen! Maybe I'll finally be able to see my family…I've got the power!"
"Don't feel too powerful yet." Came a voice behind her. Caroline jumped and turned around. Frieza stood there with his hands behind his back. "I am the King, I make up the rules." He said, adding a smirk. Caroline frowned.
"I want to see my family. I need to know how they are. Send a letter to them even…any contact will do. It's been days…"
Frieza rolled his eyes.
"What I have to do to give myself a good impression!" He said, quite annoyed. "Fine, a letter."
Caroline gave a smile.
"Thank you."
Frieza grunted.
"Do you even know what I do?" He suddenly asked.
"Yes. You sell and trade planets."
"Who told you?"
"The three Saiyans. Want my opinion?"
"No. I know you think it's appalling. Besides you can't stop me anyway you're just a weak earthling."
"Why did you choose me? Out of all the other earthlings you have stolen…why choose me?"
"Because I did. Consider yourself lucky. You'd much rather be down there slaving away?"
"Sometimes." Caroline admitted. Frieza gave another grunt.
"Women are just there to look nice. No-one likes an outspoken woman so the quicker you learn the better."
"You can't control me."
"Oh yes I can."
"You're not the boss of me!"
"That is where you are wrong! I AM the boss of you, I am the boss of everyone here! And now that I am King, I have more power than ever. I must thank you for your co-operation."
"Only because of your stupid threats! Besides marrying you made me become Queen, in case you've forgotten! I have power, too."
"Maybe so but know nothing of this business, and because you know nothing about it you are therefore powerless to do anything. All you know is that I sell and trade planets. There is more to it than that."
"If you say so."
"Look at all the people down there." Frieza said. Caroline leaned over the balcony to look at the Kingdom. "That was not easy, but I got it. I've worked my whole life to achieve this, but I need more."
"No, you want more, there's a difference. You've become so power hungry it's made you greedy and you will one day pay a heavy price for all the things you've done! What goes up must come down, Frieza. Someone will rise to challenge you, and you will die. I can only pray that such a day can happen soon."
"You insolent little wrench! You will learn to hold your tongue! You should already know that people have challenged me and every single one of them have failed miserably! I am the most powerful being in the Universe!"
"Then why do you need more power? Hmm? If everyone is such a weakling against you why do your powers need to grow? What are you so afraid of?"
"Afraid? Who said I was afraid?"
"It's obvious. You know someone will take you down in the future. I can only hope it's a Super Saiyan."
"Such power is a myth! The story of a Saiyan becoming "Super" one thousand years ago is just a story!"
"You only hope it is. I know you know such power exists. You're afraid of the Saiyans aren't you? That's why you destroyed their planet! They were getting strong weren't they?"
"I do not need to have this conversation with you!" He hissed. He turned around and walked away from her, leaving Caroline by the balcony. She sighed heavily and put her head in her hands. She walked back into her room and noticed Frieza had left. She took a closer look at her surroundings and noticed a wardrobe. She opened them and inside where the most beautiful dresses she had ever seen in her life.
"Dresses…dresses…so many and they're so beautiful…huh, no jeans or jackets. Or T-Shirts, even."
She slammed the wardrobe shut and sat on the edge of her bed.
"It's just looking nice now. No hanging out with friends, no fun, no family…well isn't this the life." She said to herself as she flopped on the bed and looked at the ceiling. "I wonder if I'll still see Vegeta, Nappa and Raditz again?" She pondered. "They'retheonly people I actually get on with on this stupid Planet. I don't even know what this Planet is called!" She suddenly realised. She sat up and walked to the wardrobe again. She opened the door to look for…
"Hey, where are my night things?"
A knock on the door made her jump.
"Come in."
The door opened to reveal a maid: the same maid that brought Caroline her slave clothes when she first arrived.
"Hello miss! I'd have never have thought it – you getting married to Frieza!"
"Hm. Neither did I."
"I forgot to bring these up earlier, miss. I mean, Your Highness."
"There really is no need for formal acquaintance. Just call me by my name."
"Yes miss, I will do in future. It's weird, I ain't ever talked to a Queen before."
"I'm no different than when I was before." Caroline smiled, as she received the pile of silk night dresses from the maid.
"These are your night clothes miss. Fancy, aren't they?" The maid said, admiring their material.
"What I'd give to wear a pair of ordinary jeans right now. I've only been married a couple of hours and dresses are annoying me already."
The maid gave a small laugh.
"Good luck, miss…with Frieza."
"Thanks, I think I'll need it."
The pair smiled at each other, and Caroline watched the maid leave the room. Caroline gave a moan at the night outfits, and threw them in the wardrobe. She sat on the edge of the bed again.
"Hopefully things can only get better…"