Chapter Two
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For Serufey, Kurazon, Mirin, and Arame it would be a few years before they would reach Chikyuu. Lady Lavenori, on the other hand, had never gone far from Chikyuu and her Princess. Like all of the Ladies of the old court Lavenori had been a Princess in her own right before the Empire of Moons had been destroyed. After the Queen had been killed the Guard spirited the Princess Noralena away from the moon. Lavenori had been a child herself, younger than the Princess, but had as a result of her birthright been an honorary Lady of the Guard at the time. One of the magical gifts that came with being on the Nyotei'suki Royal Court was being able to manipulate the minds of the less-gifted. The Princess herself had used her gifts to bespell the Little Lady Lavenorie and had bespelled a King on Chikyuu. Both believed that she was his daughter. Neither one of them had ever known the difference. She had always treated him as her father and he had raised her as if she were his own. She went by a different name on Chikyuu. She had grown into a beautiful woman. Lady Lavenori was a wife and a mother now. Deep down in her heart she dreamed of where she had come from before. She could not completely forget the palace that been destroyed along with her birth parents. She had married a commoner but not an average one; her husband had been a Saiyan. Her children, like the new royal Princess, were half-Saiyan.
Perhaps she knew how much her life was to change in the coming months, perhaps a part of her knew her fate and how she would change as a person. If so, it was that part of her that left her reflecting on her life up until this moment as she stared at her family's little house. She had been hanging wet clothes up on the line, but now she stood with the clothing basket on her hip-just staring. She had taught her children that people stayed in love with each other because of many kindnesses, because of luck. When they had asked about Vegeta and Bulma she had said that those two stayed in love because they remained interesting to each other, although she knew Bulma had told them it was because of chemistry. That may have been a little bit true as well, but she supposed a large part of marriage for both of Bulma and herself was forgiveness-and simply being grateful for your partner, and grateful to him. She constantly complained about her Goku. He was forgetful, he loved training and fighting more than wealth, he could be completely dense most of the time... Yes, Chi Chi thought, marriage is more than love. Love was the foundation upon which her house was built, but it was not the whole. There needed to be more to build her house with than love because love was too forgiving, too pliable and easy. Her family tree was rooted in training and fighting and that was as much a cornerstone of her marriage as love was its foundation. You couldn't love Goku, she mused, if you didn't constantly want to break a frying pan over his head.
Her name was Chi Chi and she did not know why she had felt the birth of Bulma's daughter like the child had been her own. She did not know the other women at all, or how she had felt their minds touch Bulma's mind. She only knew that she had her family and that together they would face whatever came next. Still, whatever was going on she was staying away from Capsule Corporation for now.
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