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The reception hall was crowded with people. Beautifully decorated with white and gold trimmings. Colorful wreaths hung from the ceiling. Ice sculptures were placed neatly. Portraits of Royals past and present hung proudly on the walls.

Long dining tables and chairs were perfectly in a row. Behind them were long tables filled with food entrées.

Music played heavenly as Elite Four made their way down the red carpet. Nappa and Raditz we're dressed in proud general outfits. With badges of honor pin to the chest plate.

Vegeta and tarble were dressed in robes fit for a princess. They were wearing white and gold royal armor with flowing white capes. Jagged prince crowns were placed in the front of their heads. It was colored gold and the points were almost shaped like clubs from a deck of playing cards. Decorated with white stones.

White gloves to match the suit with a few impressive rings to go with it.

They walked through that summit looking sharp!

As they walk the red carpet the ambassador spoke formally as people clapped.

"Make way for elite four, we welcome you the princes of Wakusei Bejīta, beloved by the moon goddess who sits on her loom, crown prince, prince regent..."

The ambassadors formalities went on and on.

Some people clapped, one person in the crowd muttered make way for the royal apes.

They had their fair share of fans but there was some of those who didn't favor the much. The publics prejudice no doubt influenced by their lack of better treatment from some members of the royal family.

As they walk the red carpet they can see the royal family sitting up on the throne on their royally decorated chairs.

The king and queen in the middle who's chairs stood out from the rest. They were larger in size and had more splendid decoration.

Queen Isis sat on the left-hand side of her husband's next to the queen sat Shivera, Frieza, Shimo, then Akaiyuki.

On the far right side Kūrā sat on his father's right hand side. Next to him was his wife Kiwia. Elder sister to Vegeta and Tarble. And alongside her was there daughter Cherimoya.

When the elite finally reached the seeded thrones they bowed down in respect on one knee.

"Teikoku heika," The elite spoke all at once addressing the royals.

King Cold formally responded. "Elite four it has been A full year since your absence. 14 planets claimed in your wake. Although I personally feel it shouldn't have taken that long I must say job well done."

"Forgive the long wait majesty. We wanted to make sure the planets were in perfect presentable condition.

We weren't out just taking lives or having the extra time or privilege to slack off like some people. We were also moving minerals resources and riches which I hope can satisfy his majesty." Tarble had spoken. With a plain yet respectable tongue.

"Ha, we could've been done in a couple of months." Jeice spoke sarcastically.

"If that's the case why the hell didn't you?" Tarble spat back.

"I don't know maybe we were being distracted by apes fighting over bananas," Burter stepped in to side with his fellow Ginyu man.

"I guess so. What else could you expect... from a monkey." Zarbon joined in laughing in between his words.

And with that the room begin to flutter with slight laughter.

Causing the Saiyans to grit their teeth for a moment.

Kiwia watching her brothers and her elite being made a mockery made the Saiyan princess very uncomfortable and very angry.

She may have been a slave under this empire that does nothing but financially exploit her family and there fighting power. But she still was strong willed in her soul and she barely showed any fear and she was not afraid to speak up for her family.

She began to stand up from her chair and lifted her hand in motion for the room to be still. Everyone looked on to her as she begins to speak in a firm voice to the people.

"I am wife to the next king of Akua Paradaisu. And mother of the next heir to the throne. Long ago my father and your king signed a peace treaty to bring our two nations together. To be friend and ally. But all I see is a bunch of adults with no real reason poking their fingers in mockery, laughter, spite and malice and dislike towards my brothers for no reason at all."

"They have worked so hard and showed their loyalty and dedication to this kingdom since they were children. And the fact that they were able to conquer a large number of planets, clean it up and make it presentable for purchase within a year is admirable within itself." Kiwia said looking at her brothers.

"I believe that they deserve far more respect than they are receiving. They've worked hard for it and have proven their worth. Can't say the same for some people though." After that Kiwia turned her direction towards The Ginyu Force. Who were now giving her dirty looks. The princess face had a stern look as she spoke with pride and strength. All eyes were on her. No one spoke a word as if hypnotized by the power within her speech.

For Vegeta and Tarble, it was as if within this moment their mother had resurrected. So much of the Saiyan queen lived on in there sister.

Before any other words to be spoken the ice king clapped regarding the brief speech. With a slight smirk on his face.

"Well daughter-in-law, what an admirable speech. I could be angered for you speaking out of place but I guess I can let it slide. Because it shows great leadership. You will be the future queen of this kingdom after all. My son can't rule next to a weak link so in that regard it's saved you from your head rolling." The king rested his knuckles on his chin and had his head slanted to the side as he kept a grin on his face addressing Kiwia. Who now had eyes that were slightly wider at his sarcastic threat.

"Please, Kiwia take a seat. You've made your point." King Cold moved his hand toward the direction of the princess chair gesturing his words.

She slightly nodded her head. Lightly lifting up her dress so not to trip over it as she walked towards her Royal chair.

Her dress was long and silver with a matching flowing sheer cloak hanging from the spaghetti straps held together by clips. A beautiful layered necklace hung in the front. Her sparkling silver high heels clicked on the floor as she walked up the stairs to her chair.

Once she was seated and adjust her self her husband had moved his hand on top of hers and squeeze the slightly leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Get out of line again bitch and your makeup will go from dark red and silver to black and blue."

Her lip shivered slightly in anger and she snaked her hand out of his grasp and placed both of her hands on her lap.

Kūrā rewarded her with a chuckle.

Their 14-year-old daughter Cherimoya, looked at her parents with slight sadness and disappointment.

Always caught in the middle. A product of two worlds that couldn't come together. Never meant to come together.

Young and broken between her loyalties.

There were times she treated her Saiyan family with cruelty as a means to win approval of her Icegin family. Well concerning some of the older family members anyway. She got along with her younger aunt and uncle. Barely.

The closest one she had on that side of the family would of course be her auntie Frieza.

Cherimoya's physical appearance took after the Saiyan blood heritage. The only thing that really gave away that she was biracial is her unusual hair and eye color. Her hair was very long and slightly thick and wavy and the haircolor was close to a fuchsia with streaks of light purple. Her eye color matched her hair color. With hints of blue in the pupil.

Cherimoya was a grand beauty to look upon to say the least. But would that even ever be enough despite the prowling eyes?

She deep down hated the Icegins but sucking up to them was her only means of survival and keeping high in the ranks.

Cherimoya begin to put her head down feeling lost in the situation altogether.

"Now," king Cold begin. "Moving along with this summit. I will take what's the Saiyan princess have said into consideration. I will increase the elites wager by seven percent from each planet they've conquered."

"S-seven percent?!" Tarble exclaimed.

"Not seven percent a piece, but seven percent all together for each planet. You all will share seven percent extra from each planet as a group." The king reassured.

"Thank you Lord Cold. We are honored by your gesture." Vegeta spoke formally.

Vegeta then continued to speak. In honor of this increase, I would like to return the favor. Upon our wake conquering these planets we came across highly valuable relics. We retrieved the highest crowns from each planets kingdom. We give our honor presenting them to you now."

And with that servants came marching in with decorated boxes they lined up in front of the throne and open them to reveal beautiful diamond decorated crowns. Some decorated with different rhinestones and other foreign decorations.

"Well I must say elite four has outdone themselves this time around I am quite pleased to say the least." King called said.

While the king admired his gifts Vegeta looked in Frieza's Direction for a moment she to return his gaze. Then his attention went back towards her father as he began to speak again.

"And if it is to bring more honored to his Majesty, I would also like to present a birthday gift to princess Frieza who celebrated her seventeenth birthday last month. And also as an apology from Elite Four missing out on her birthday celebration." His eyes wandered straight to the princess.

Whatever excitement she had was kept well hidden she kept a straight face and well postured.

A female servant walked to the princess chair and opened a box revealing an extremely beautiful necklace.

A thick layered beaded necklace with diamonds and stones with many colors of green and blue.

Frieza gave a smirk looking onto the prince and then back at the box holding her gift she lightly picked it up in her hand.

"It's quite beautiful but not my taste." And with that being said she threw them to the floor. Causing them to slide right back in Vegeta's Direction.

Causing the prince to gape open his mouth in somewhat disbelief while the room uproar in laughter.

He looked down at the jewelry that now laid at his feet. He looked back up at her with a very dark Claire as if he wanted to strangle her in her chair.

"Now daughter, that wasn't so nice the prince was only trying to show some respect and honor of your birthday."

"I know father but the monkey could've done so much better."

Laughter continue to break out before the king just dude everyone to stand still.

"But if he personally feels he went through so much effort to gain them and bring them before my presents I guess my servant can send them to my room."

And with that her servant pick them up from Vegeta feet dare not to look at him, placed them in the box and made her way out towards the doorway to go to the palace and bring them to the princess bed room Chambers.

"Well my people I have been entertained long enough with the presentation of the summit and I'm pretty sure everybody's ready to eat and feast upon refreshments so let the music play dance to your hearts content and dine to your stomachs burst."

Cheers uproar through the room as people gathered together in celebration. Based off of The mockery made during this summit, the celebration was a slap in the face for some but as soon as they feasted there wasn't much left to complain about.

The celebration went on all the way up until the evening. After most people had their fill they went on to retire for the night.

Princess Frieza was already in her bedroom chambers for the night. She took her bubble bath and her maid servant helped her put on a white long silk nightgown and sat at her vanity table brushing out her hair. She wore the necklace that Vegeta gave her as a late birthday present. She loved every moment of the beautiful jewel around her neck.

She hummed song to herself as she continued to brush her hair.

"And here I thought it wasn't your taste... I thought I could've done better."

She smoothly whipped around her chair in the direction of the voice that broke her thoughts and leaning on the wall with arms folded was Vegeta.

"They aren't," she replied with a tease.

He looked at her with an amused look on his face without looking at her maidservant he said "leave us" tilting his head toward the direction of the door as he commanded them.

They did as they were told and bow down to the Royals before walking out of the room.

Frieza got up from her vanity chair and begin waltzing in his direction he moved his person from the wall and walked towards her. As she walked in his direction she put her hands up to her necklace gliding her hand over them.

"How does it look on me?" Her voice soft and delicate.

When they were finally close enough to touch Vegeta gazed upon her for a moment and replied. "pleasing,"

Her lips parted as her eyes glittered at his image. His hands rose up to caress her face. "But not as divine as you."

Her hair hung down her shoulders and curved like waves.

"Your touch has been away from me for too long!" Frieza spoke breathlessly as if in a way of being relieved.

As his thumb brushed across her lips. "You don't know how bad I wanted to throw myself at you in the throne room it was such torture!"

Vegeta looked on to her with such fire and passion smirking the whole bit as she spoke.

It had been a long year and the wait was over. All the thoughts of feeling her skin contacting his. It didn't have to just be thoughts now he was home and he wasn't going to act like he didn't what to do with his passion.

Vegeta pulled Frieza closer to him and used his thumb and index finger to lift up her chin to look at him.

"You plague my mind with longing for a year and for that I will make you pay." He spoke with dark sensuality.

"Do your worst Saiyan prince," she said with a grin he rewarded her with one as well.

Their gaze upon each other were locked and lost in time with in that moment! His hands caressed her cheek before lightly brushing a thumb over her lower lip as she closed her eyes. A satisfying breath released from her soft pillowed lips.

Barely even started, And her mind was already dizzy.

Lost in her own need she barely realize he lifting her up in his arms. Frieza held onto Vegeta's neck with both hands and rested her head in the crook of his neck.

Her for head caressing the crook of his neck her lips lightly kissing on his skin her tongue reaching his earlobes playfully tugging on them as he continued to walk towards the direction of the bed. The princesses mind feeling lightheaded recalling memories of various letters he had sent to her while he was on his year long mission.

In quite a number of them he made a promised to ravish her body throughout the night the moment he got a chance.

When they finally reach the King-size cloudy soft bed, prince Vegeta lightly relaxed her down out of his arms as if she was a delicate flower that would break if handled roughly.

His body hovered over hers. He looked into her eyes his onyx orbs piercing into her black cheery ones.

He used a few of his fingers to caress her face. Pushing back a few strands of hair that laid lazily.

Frieza gave her Saiyan prince a smirk. And then reached her hands to grab a hold of his satin night shirt pulling it over his body.

"Tch, someone's eager." Vegeta said grinning.

"I'm thirsty love!" Frieza said her response coming out like a beg.

"Quench it with this," The Saiyan prince leans closer to her and captures her lips. Their tongues finding their way to each other waltzing for dominant over the other.

She moans into his moist mouth. Her lover found his hands roaming to find the opening to her nightgown he gripped the front of it and opened it up. Revealing her mounds. The contact of his bare chest to her flash sent shivers down her spine.

Frieza's hands gripped the Saiyan princes shoulders as she took a light leap climbing into him wrapping her legs around his waist. He wrapped his hands around her lower back and walked towards the direction of the king size bed where he planned to take her slowly, mercilessly at the same time.

He laid her down as light as a feather finally breaking from the kids to gaze at her.

He used a few of his fingers to cress her face. She looked on to him with lust of madness as he gave her a wicked smirk she tilted her head to the side. Insinuating she was ready to be marked.

The prince hesitated a moment.

"I grow weary of you holding back my love," Frieza spoke lightly.

"But I don't want-"

"Nothing will go wrong Vegeta. I know I am your one and only. I will survive this ritual. We are destined to be one!" She quickly cut him off.

"Even if you survive Tamashī no ketsugō, there's still the fact we have to deal with your father.

Sure he knows we full around. Because we make it seem like I'm just your pet. But if he knew how deep our passion romes he would kill us both Zia." The prince face wore a serious tone as he spoke but yet it also shown the need to still take her after a long year.

"Your sister, my brother, they are together why should it be any different for us?" The ice princess set up to face Vegeta speaking in a tone as if she was whining. Holding onto his biceps she stared into his eyes searching for something.

"Ugh, we've been through this many times it's not the same you know that!"

"Your father arranged that marriage and he didn't do it out of love he did it out of mockery and superiority against my father. To rub his control over my father in his face. It's not the same!"

"I DON'T CARE!" She yelled with hurt in her tone.

"THEN DEATH COME TO US QUICKLY!" Vegeta shouted back frustratedly.

She pushed him away and then turned her back to him clutching the covers over her naked body that was moments ago ready to be ravished in love making. Choking on silent tears.

Vegeta's eyes grew wide and then momentarily they relaxed he moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her kissing her shoulder.

"Time is already running out for us Vegeta. While you were away father was setting up arrangements for me to have potential suitors to marry.

But maybe that's what you want to watch another man have his arms around me and your heart claimed by another woman."

"I'll never have another woman."

"Yeah okay," she said rolling her eyes.

"I may take others to my bed as do you but they've never staked claim to my heart only there you live."

She then turned to face him. Her eyes watery with tears that refused to cover her cheeks. She looked down momentarily entered her eyes back to him that continue to show the same hurt.

"What are we going to do my prince? We can't keep living like this. I don't want to have you hidden in the shadows. I don't want to pretend you're just a toy to me I want a life with you. I want a family. I want to give birth to your children." Frieza words pleaded with her Saiyan prince.

"And so you shall. Let me try to gain my strength and claim my birthright to the level of ascended Saiyan. That way if he resist our union at least I will have the power to stand against Him opposing." He spoke with a dark look on his face.

"So you are saying we may have to rebuild against him?"

Do you really want to life with me?

"Yes!"

"Then that's what it may come to."

She turned her back to him again. Thinking long and hard on his words. She had looked up to her father more than anyone ever since she was a small child she honored who her father is his strength his rulership. The Empire he build that gave her a privileged life.

She thought her self why was she so surprised that it could possibly come to this deep down inside she knew the chances it would.

"Princess I am royalty such as you. But I am also a prisoner of the house that took me and what remains of my people. I understand I just spoke high treason and it's foolish of me to bring you into this I understand if you cannot go through with my plan if we need to go down that route."

She quickly turned back to him. "No, let's do it."

"You're willing to turn your back on your father and your family for a slave Prince?"

She gave him a wicked smirk before pressing her lips to his savoring the taste of him.

"I walk with you, let's take him down and we can get rid of my brother too and we will rule the empire together. We will become the new faces of the galaxy."

Vegeta eyes widened before giving his own wicked smirk she was very loyal to her father. But her love has grown so strong for the Saiyan prince that it was so easy for her to just turn on her father just like that.

He chuckled at her as he grabbed her into hungry kiss pinning her back down to the bed.

"If I had doubts before I know without a doubt you will survive this ritual."

"You silly prince. You monstrous prince you shouldn't have had doubts anyway."

"Let me make it up to you," he smirked. And before she could react she found herself being penetrated with ecstasy.

Her mouth wide open with out any sound. It didn't hurt it just took her off guard.

She thrust back into him rocking her hips in rhythm with his. Arching her back feeling her lover ravish her body.

She moans feeling his pleasure run through her.

"This is the feeling of ecstasy and madness my love." She whispered in his ear moaning.

"Yes, it is." Vegeta spoke to her wickedly smirking.

"I'm going to be nice and give you the first part of the ritual."

"First part of the ritual I thought-"

She was cut off by a powerful bite to the neck. She felt venom being released. She gasped, she clutched his back. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head.

She moaned and grown and started to scream before he put his hand over her mouth.

Risking it all making their love and bond deeper. This night would change them forever no turning back now nothing would ever be the same again.

Because dark days were coming very dark days.

Sometimes love can turn into pure hatred making lovers complete enemies.

A/N:Well this is the end of this chapter I hope you all enjoyed it.
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