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After two weeks I was finally up on my own again. I no longer had to put my trust in creatures that I found repulsive, although Ming and her family were rather friendly with me. I never talked to her sons, and I rarely saw her husband. She spoke to me in a gentle tone, always offering her help but I would shake my head and refuse. I did not want to talk to them. I just wanted to lie in bed until I died.
I sat up in bed bringing food to my mouth in little pieces. I was alone and it was daytime, the light was barely shining through the drapes. It was chilly outside, but not enough that I was freezing without a fire. There were two knocks at the door before it opened and Kakkarot, who I learned was the youngest of Bardock's songs, entered carrying a glass of water. He sat it down and looked at me.
"You gonna stay in bed the rest of your life?" He asked. I couldn't decide whether he was rude or just mean so I just looked at him. "Can't you talk?" After a few seconds of silence he frowned. I knew how Saiyans got when they were angry and I hoped he wasn't planning on hitting me. I just stared at him. "We're gonna have the guys who did this to you killed. Public execution. If you wanna go I'm sure Mother and Father would let you… they were holding it off until you got better anyway."
Lesandra was going to die. I repeated those words to myself again and again. I had always thought of her dying when I was being held in her household. I dreamed how wonderful it would be if I were free… if she would just disappear. Now I was faced with a Saiyan boy telling me that she WOULD die… I didn't know how to react. I just stared into that face of his and even if I wanted to… would not be able to say a word.
Kakkarot propped himself up on the bed as if he was asked to and leaned back on his hands. "They're getting what they deserve… it's illegal to keep a human for that kind of stuff anyway. Plus they hit you… Mother's medicines will get rid of most your scars, but you'll still have memories." He looked thoughtful for a minute and then looked at me, "Sorry." I didn't understand, and it was evident on my face, "We watched them take you away… but at the time they were just deciding if it was legal or not…"
I set aside my plate of food and just listened to him. "Anyway… I'm fourteen," He told me, "I'm the youngest son, but I'll bet anything I can kick my brother's ass. He's off in the military, getting trained to be a Castle Guard. To hell with that. I don't want to protect that ignorant jackass of a Prince as a job. We're friends, sure, but he's just plain stubborn." I had no idea who he was talking about, I saw the King once or twice while I was here. I didn't even understand why he was talking to me.
Ming entered to room, "Kakkarot… I don't think you've talked that much in all of your years of living." Kakkarot jumped off the bed and shrugged. "Are you taking advantage of the fact that she isn't speaking at the moment?"
"No, Mother… I was just explaining some things," And with that he left the room. Ming smiled at me.
"He's not shy… he just doesn't like many people," Ming said while setting out clean clothes for me, "Must be somethin' about you that he enjoyed." She looked at me, "Maybe it's that look you give. You look brave and scared… a look that says you need someone to take care of you but you're too proud to admit it. Also a look of hatred. I couldn't blame you for that," She sighed, "Some of us just aren't civilized."
I smiled a little bit to myself in my mind, where no one could see. Every day Kakkarot would visit me and talk a little more. I started to look forward to these times. He told me that in two days the execution would start. I decided I would try and go… and let Lesandra know how much I hated her before her final moments.
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