New Laws

Vegeta stopped short three quarters of the way to the council chambers, frowning as something dawned on him. Plucking up the video notepad from his opposite hand, he turned it on, and began reviewing the footage within the electronic device. Kaana charged her ki within the room, and if his father really wanted to screw everything over, he could have left that section in the video, hoping that Vegeta would not check the footage.



His eyes poured over the video as he put it in fast forward, watching as Kaana spoke to Tonni a few seconds, then not too long after the servant left, Kaana skirted into the bathroom. He put the video back on regular play, and watched as the cloaked figure slid quickly in and out of the room. The shape of the betrayer ruled out many people, including Nappa, his father, and most of the council. The person wasn\'t huge, but was larger than most women tended to be. Once the figure left, the video cut out, and the note pad shut off as programmed, indicating everything had been viewed.



\'Hmph, looks like father decided not to stab me in the back this time,\' he thought, returning the note pad to his other hand, where the Lab Tech\'s notes were. Carrying on down the hall at a quick pace, it didn\'t take him long to reach the Grand Council Chambers. The room was circular, but the door entrance was small, and held a desk, where a woman was taking notes. Vegeta paid her no attention, and walked straight past her, into the next room, where six eldering men sat conversing at a long table, all of them on one side. They all had graying black hair of varying styles. Two of them were chubby, and the rest were fairly lean. Three of them had green eyes, while two had hazel, and the others, brown. All of them wore the same navy blue robes, lined with details of pure white.



"I am reporting an assassination attempt." he announced, dropping the two note pads on the table before the ones in the middle. They all ceased talking, and turned to look at Vegeta with very serious looking glances.



"Your highness, that is a very serious claim. Is your proof sufficient?" the chubby man in the middle replied, placing his fat hand on the note pads.



"The only thing it doesn\'t prove is who it is. Check the database, and see if any of the servant\'s match the frame of the person in this video, within an eightieth percentile, and bring them before me for interrogation, unless you can figure it out by gait, or something."



"Yes, sire. Are you wishing your trials be suspended while we continue this investigation?" the man asked, thumbing through the Lab Tech\'s notes.



"No. In fact, I will be fulfilling two and three right now, as those are in conjunction. One and five I will do another day after I have prepared, and four will be completed as soon as the woman has gained enough strength to handle a performance."



"So be it," a man at the end of the table spoke, standing up. He was the thinnest and youngest of the lot, but not by much. "A problem each must you answer, eight in total. The first half of the table will question based on task two, and the last, three respectively. Your first problem I give you is this." The younger council member sat once again, thinking for a moment.



"One. Elite men, three of them, are beating upon a woman whom is accused of stealing an expensive item for her son, yet there is no proof. What is your course of action?" Vegeta smirked. They were starting him off easy.



"The men are downgraded a rank, and the woman is brought to the castle for medical attention. She is kept in the dungeons for three months while an investigation is carried out. If too little or no proof is found, the men responsible will be given a discharge, and the woman released. If it is proven the woman is guilty, then she will be killed publicly and the men will be forced to re-earn their elite status." The man nodded, and glanced over at the aged council member beside him.



"Two, he spoke, blinking twice. "A low-class fighter is found stealing crown monies, but it is uncovered that the finances taken are being restored shortly after, but the monies are being used to fund a rebellious anti-crown group that is becoming a very real threat to the crown. They all have young children, and no wives. What is your course of action?"



"Simple," the confident prince smirked. "I kill them all. Theft from the crown is unacceptable, as is treason. None of them are left alive, including the children; the chances of them being left alive with the same ideals are too high." This council member nodded as well, and the third wasted no time with his problem.



"Three. There is a split population; some are angry with the crown, some are happy. Neither side can be pleased by appeasing the other. The angry ones are mostly elite, while the happy ones are peasants and lesser, simple classes. If you set off the elites, it will cause a rebellion; but, if you set off the peasants and simple classes, you will lose much of your taxes and will have to find emergency ways to fund the crown expenses, as well as have to find a place to bury many of the slain taxpayers as their refusal to pay their taxes will cause many battles. What is your course of action?" Vegeta frowned. That was a difficult one. He had to be careful with this one. After a moment, he decided to answer it boldly.



"Money isn\'t everything, and the crown could not sustain a rebellion. Those who would remain loyal certainly could not fight against a throng of elite class fighters. The peasants can be easily appeased if I add a bit more purer foods to their areas of the planet, as well as lowered their high taxes. That way, there is still a livable cash flow; the crown must simply be much more careful where it places those funds. A full peasant is a happy peasant, especially when they can afford nicer things off the market." The council member\'s eyebrows rose a little, but he said nothing.



"Four;" the middle, chubby council member spoke, drawing Vegeta\'s attention over. "It has been uncovered, shortly after your father\'s passing, that he was not your biological father, and you have peasant blood. There is no other Prince, and you can no longer rule the throne as your blood is not elite any longer. How do you handle electing a King?"



"Blood purity within the elite class - quite simply. There may not be any heirs, but there are bloods out there who are far closer than the others. As long as the person isn\'t a criminal and are not suffering from some psychosis, they will gain the throne. If they are insane or a criminal, it will go to the next purest blood, and so on." The fat man nodded a few times with a slight smile on his face, and the fifth member stood up.



"These problems will directly relate to the laws of the crown and the gods, and have no real banking on how you rule, but more simply your character. You are expected to pick the best answer, no matter what the sacrifice." he sat once again, and kept talking. "One. A man has been caught raping a young and underage woman. He is a peasant, but she is a criminal."



"Easy. She gets thrown in jail, and he gets killed. Rape of the underage is unacceptable." the asker made no motion, and the next question from the sixth man came.



"Two. You are, as you know, bound to your bed slave, according to the gods. But it is discovered that she is unfaithful, and the laws of the crown as ordained by the council state that an unfaithful bound woman is to be killed, but you need a Queen as ordained by law of the gods to properly rule the country in honor of the gods. You cannot please both the gods and the council."



"Honestly, I would still honor the gods - the woman can be fairly punished without killing her off. The council may expect certain guidelines to be obeyed, but the gods can give and take life away at will. Being alive to rule and to irritate the council is far better than to set off the gods and be slain because I angered them."



"That is a hard choice, Vegeta. It is not simple to be true to one\'s faith when it contradicts the laws you cannot change." the seventh member condoned. "Three; two equally skilled elites are arguing over the same unclaimed woman. One has angered the gods, the other has angered the council. Who gets her?"



"Neither." he replied, simply. He knew that one was meant to trip him up. "If she\'s unclaimed, then she is either a virgin, or much less likely, a widow. If only the crown can ordain a man to break a virgin, and she is bound to him after, then neither of them really have a claim to her until I say so, and neither seem to deserve a woman until they make it right."



"Final question. A woman has been placed in the square on a stake for her sexual sins you have just set out, and she\'s been there for a month. It\'s discovered that she is innocent. What will her recompense for trouble be?"



"She doesn\'t get one - she gets to be released. A false conviction is no fault of the crown, it is of the council\'s responsibility to decide a payment. But, if the council is hung on the decision, she will be awarded financially."



After a long moment of whispering, the fattest man in the middle stood up again.



"We are appeased with your answers. Come back at your readiness for the remainder of your tasks." Vegeta smirked; that went far easier than he was expecting. They went easy on him; he almost wondered why, as he walked back towards his bedroom to check on Kaana.



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Being led into a plain room with a large mirror, Kaana tried to shy her naked figure towards Vegeta to hide herself. Will she ever be allowed to wear clothing again? She kept close to him, ignoring the long lusty stares of the men in the hall as the door swung shut. Vegeta left her in this plain white room alone, with nothing but a boring looking sheetless bed against the far wall. It was about the same size as the medical room that Tonni had examined her in. Frowning, she turned to face the mirror. Her eyes glanced over her own figure with bored eyes. Why men liked this, she didn\'t understand.



The door pushed open again, and Vegeta slid in. He smirked at her as she glanced over at him. Silently, he moved behind her, and pressed his lips to her neck. A brow rose on her face as she tilted her head to accommodate his gently kissing lips. He tugged her hips against his, a rather solid hard pressing against her ass. Her lips fell open slightly with a silent gasp, and her eyes rolled shut. His kisses peppered along her neckline and shoulder. She wasn\'t expecting him to be quite so affectionate, and why he had chosen this room to do it in confused her, but she wasn\'t going to complain. Perhaps she would figure it out when there weren\'t a pair of sexual lips pattering along her neck.



His right hand reached up from her hip to cup her breast, his fingertips toying with her nipple. The feeling made her mewl ever so faintly. His left hand dipped lower, and a single finger slipped into her nether lips. She gasped softly, and rolled her hips faintly into his hand as the finger grazed her clit. The touch upon her drew a gentle moan from her throat as he kept kissing along her neck. Her head rolled back to rest on his shoulder as her nipple was rolled around within his fingers. After a moment, he swiftly plucked her up, wetness forming on her sex, and placed her down on the edge of the boring little bed, ass barely dangling off the edge. He knelt down at her hips, and hooked her legs on his shoulders. She peered down at him with her lower lip pulled beneath her upper teeth, wondering curiously what he would do.



His fingers moved up and pulled apart her dampened lips, and as she rested her head back down, a gloriously exotic pleasure washed over her sex, then over her entire figure. She let out a moan as Vegeta\'s tongue flicked over her clit, earning his ears a few more moans of pleasure. After a moment, he increased the motions upon her slit, and earned himself a deeper moan. Not too many moments after, Kaana began to shiver from his ministrations. Her moan became louder, but dropped a bit as he pulled away. She peeled open her eyes to glance at him to see what happened, and as soon as she had, his naked figure was upon her. Keeping her legs hooked upon his shoulders he slid his long cock into her. As she was still within an orgasm, a deep moan fell from her lips as her head dug back into the mattress. This time, he didn\'t have to be terribly slow or gentle, so without missing a beat, he began ramming his length in and out of her. Kaana\'s figure bounced from the thrusts, and Vegeta wore a lusty smirk on his face. Pride burned in his eyes as the woman below him writhed in pleasure, groaning and grasping her little hands at the bed, body bouncing and shaking from his thrusts. Her mewls of pleasure made him thrust faster, ushering louder and louder sounds from her vibrating body.



After a long moment of moans and thrusts, Vegeta lowered his lips to hers, tenderly kissing the beautiful woman as his cock quivered and spurted his seed into her small snatch. He let out a faint moan of his own, and his whole figure seized from the orgasm. She whimpered as he stopped; obviously, the fifteen minutes of straight sex hadn\'t been enough for her. She curled her arms around his waist and ground her hips into him, silently begging for more. He smirked confidently, and pulled himself from her, the mix of cum and wetness dripping out of Kaana as she whimpered and laid back on the bed. He held his lips beside her ear, and whispered to her.



"I will fuck you senseless later, Kaana...I will make you moan for me again."



He pulled completely off of her, and began pulling his clothing on as his hard faded away.



"Thank you, sire - we will confer and let you know. Return when you are ready for the final two stages." a male voice spoke over a speaker in the roof. It then dawned on Kaana; this was part of his trial. She wondered then how well he had done, and what the council thought.