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The Other Woman	By : Mallie-3 Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 996 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z or any of its characters. This is for my own enjoyment.

A/U: Remember if you know the people in History that I have taken, do not hold it against me if everything isn’t historically correct. I am trying to make it interesting with some interesting ideas that others had about these people as well as making it my own.

Happy reading!

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Bulma leaned over and folded the white shirts, trying to crease them perfectly. She laid them on top of one another and carefully put them away for her Majesty. The older woman who was constantly at the Queen’s side just as Bulma had been for the past couple weeks, was carefully combing Adonia’s locks of dark hair and pinning it up. The Queen was moving her fingers over the royal jewels that were given to her after her coronation. Her eyes always brightened when her ladies brought them to her and she had to pick. There were a few gowns that were pulled out for the Queen, but she had not gone with those. She instead had gone with a beautiful red velvet gown that was embroidered with gold and had accents of black on the sleeves as well as the skirts.

“Lady Briefs, come to my side for a moment. I would like your opinion.” The Queen did not look up from her jewels.

“Yes Madam,” Bulma stopped folding and moved to the Queens side gracefully.

“Tell me, should I go with this gold necklace with the diamonds? Or should I go with the ruby necklace?” The Queen’s dark eyes lifted a moment waiting for the girls answer.

“I would have to go with the rubies, your majesty. Because then you could wear those pieces for your hair, which also have rubies. If I remember correctly the King had given you those as a gift, and I am sure he would be pleased if you were wearing them.” Bulma bit her lower lip focused in on the jewels for a brief moment as her blue eyes scanned over the woman’s jewelry making sure that those pieces would be the best choice for the Queen’s gown.

“Oh that is a lovely idea indeed. He did give me those, I shall wear them.” The Queen put on a pair of ruby earrings that matched her necklace and hair pieces. They were beautiful earrings of gold and a single ruby, which at the tip of the ruby hung a pearl in the shape of a tear.

The Queen always seemed a bit happier when she knew she was going to spend time with the King. The King was very busy with his duties and sometimes he wouldn’t see her at all unless it was for their dinners on Sundays and Wednesdays. The nights that he would say he was going to come to her, he would never show and sadness would fill her eyes as she sat in front of the fire hoping he would come. Of course he would always make it up to her by sending her a small gift, which always made her happier to know he cared enough send her his love.

Bulma knew that a lot of marriages were based on the family and the dowry. She used to pretend her father would try and find her the most wonderful husband in all the lands and they would live happily ever after. Of course after being in court for a couple of weeks she was already speculating that there just might not be a happy marriage out there. Did it exist? Her concern was not the romantic love between a man and a woman any longer, but making sure the Queen was happy and well taken care of.

She worried about the woman greatly, especially since she had been complaining about cramping. Bulma didn’t say much because she had never had to see anyone go through the long nine months of pregnancy. Nor did Bulma know a thing about Pregnancy. She truly hoped the Queen would soon give the King a healthy boy. The Queen spoke about the child within her belly as a male quite often. There was no telling what the child was, Bulma knew that. She guessed it was because it gave her hope. Through her corset, Bulma would have never guessed the woman was with child, but it could be because she was so early in the pregnancy.

Queen Adonia was ready just after putting on the jewels. Lady Howard had finished with her hair, adorning it with the clips that had those brilliant rubies, which matched her gown perfectly. The Queen looked stunning. Bulma couldn’t help but smile kindly in her direction.

Lady Howard spoke, “Is there anything you will need, Madam?”

“No Lady Howard, I will take Lady Briefs with me tonight. You can stay and make sure the Ladies get my things prepared for my rest.” The Queen’s dark eyes fell on her young maid-of-honor.

Bulma curtsied along with Lady Howard. Lady Howard quickly left the room leaving the Queen alone with Bulma.

Bulma was now wearing her normal plain dress that was assigned to her just a day after she had arrived. The Queen had her Ladies prepare it for her once she knew the young girl would be arriving. Bulma hated the bland colors that the Queen required them to wear. She felt like she was going to visit a nunnery. She was just glad that all the other ladies attending the Queen were required to wear the same gown and head dress.

“Come Bulma, I do not wish to keep his Majesty waiting.” Adonia smiled and quickly they made their way to room where the King and Queen dinned.

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On their way people would pause to curtsy when the Queen was announced. Bulma kept her eyes to the grounded and gracefully followed as the Queen smiled and nodded to those around her. Adonia’s rooms were not far from the dining area. Bulma happened to look up a moment to see a couple of young gentlemen rise as they passed and smiled flirtatiously in Bulma’s direction.

She couldn’t help but allow a small smile to creep across her full lips. Her cheeks blushed brightly seeing the attention she had gained from just passing by. Maybe she didn’t look so dull after all. Maybe she would get a chance to meet a few men. She knew the King was planning a feast with dancing and music soon. He was most likely getting restless. He was either kept busy with duties in the kingdom or out hunting with his closest friends. She was truly looking forward to wearing some of her own gowns and head dresses. Maybe she would meet a young man that could make her feel more like a woman. The Queen and all the other ladies constantly made her feel like a young child. She was sixteen years old. Many married around her age, and she didn’t want them to think she couldn’t handle the attentions of a man. She would prove them wrong.

Queen Adonia paused at the door to the dining area and smiled at one of the young men that were standing outside of the door. He bowed in respect and opened the door keeping it opened for the Queen’s entrance. Finally after informing the King that his wife had arrived, the Queen strolled on in taking her seat at the end of the table. Her Husband, the King, was seated at the opposite end. He bowed his head at his wife and offered her a soft smile. There was something else on the man’s face, something a bit off. He was in one of his moods. She had heard about King Vegeta’s famous temper, but every time she saw him he seemed happy enough and quite loving toward the Queen.

The meal was brought out. There was a variety of meats, fruits, and even some quail eggs. Everything was distributed and offered to both the King and the Queen. Just as she watched some of the servants offer them their meal, Bulma was given a pitcher of English wine. She glanced down and swallowed. She had never attended dinner with the Queen before, and definitely not when King Vegeta was present. This was very interesting that the Queen would allow her to come with her and when she was in the Kings presents. Bulma knew nothing about what she required during dinner. Her thoughts were pushed to the side when the Queen waved Bulma closer.

King Vegeta already had a goblet of wine poured for him and he took a large drink before letting a loud sigh escape his lips and leaning back in his chair. His attention was taken from his food as he watched the young girl move toward the table. He noticed his Wife’s attention was fully on the girl so he took a moment to let his eyes take in this new girl the Queen had amongst her ladies. She was thin, and young. Her face was pale and quite beautiful. He couldn’t help but notice the soft curls under her headdress, how exotic. King Vegeta stroked his chin carefully and watched her movements as she leaned in to pour his wife’s wine.

“It is a wonderful evening, and I am glad I get to spend it with you, Husband.” Queen Adonia’s thickly accented voice drew his attention from the Queen’s lady.

Adonia’s dark eyes lifted from her own goblet to meet her husband’s dark eyes. She lifted her goblet in respect for him and nodded. Vegeta mimicked her actions and took a drink, setting it down.

“Yes a wonderful evening.” King Vegeta lowered his eyes and ignored the presences of his wife somewhat as he quickly ate through his plate full of meats.

The Queen’s smile slowly faded seeing he was no longer interested in a conversation. He was just looking to eat quickly and quietly and possibly enjoy a few glasses of his wine. Which from the looks of it he had already finished his first goblet and nodded for one of the servants to fill it up once again.

Bulma sat quietly and swallowed feeling the tension in the room. Her hands gripped the pitcher tightly and held it close to her chest. While there was silence, she took the time to allow her eyes to wander the room. The trims were intricate and the tables looked finely crafted. The King seemed to have no limit to how much he would pay for furniture. The others stood around the room quietly with their eyes forward to bring no attention to themselves. Of course the blue haired woman let her eyes wander a bit too much because she gained unwanted attention from the King.

Bulma’s eyes moved from the length of the ceiling back to the table. Her blue eyes widened a moment to see a pair of enticingly dark eyes staring directly at her. Bulma took in a slow breath and looked down at the pitcher in her hands. She felt a warmth rise in her cheeks. She knew she had to be blushing.

Of course this only entertained the man watching her rather closely. Bulma glanced up to see if he was still watching her, and to her surprise he was. His eyes moved over her carefully, studying her. He chewed slowly, and then offered her a soft smile. Taking a drink of his wine, Vegeta looked back at his plate and then continued to eat. The whole time he was looking in her direction the Queen didn’t seem to notice where his eyes had wandered, or at least she didn’t act like she knew.

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The Queen finished her dinner with the King and they quickly made their way back to her rooms. The walk back was silent and the Queen seemed to be in no mood to make any small conversation with her.

They arrived back to her quarters and the ladies gave her their undivided attention making sure her bed was prepared to sleep in. Bulma was requested to brush out her Queen’s hair. Bulma leaned over and gripped the round brush in her hand and took small portions of the Queen’s hair and brushed through the silky dark brown locks. Still even though only her ladies were around, the Queen wouldn’t say a word. She wondered if she did see the look the King had given her. Bulma didn’t think anything of it. He most likely found her entertaining. Like a child that couldn’t sit still. Bulma bit her lower lip and finished with her hair helping the Queen into her bed.

Bulma walked out of the room. She was the last to leave the Queen to her rest. Knowing she was in no mood to speak, she informed Lady Howard of this switch in her mood. Lady Howard knew all too well that the King put the woman in these moods quite frequently and thanked Bulma for the information.

Many of the Ladies sat quietly in the sitting room playing quiet games or sewing. Some went to rest as well, but Bulma couldn’t help but think she caused the Queen’s distress. Later that night without knowing she had fallen asleep on one of the cushioned benches, Elisabeth came rushing over and shook her awake.

“Bulma wake up. We need you to fetch some towels, lots of them, quickly!” Bulma jerked awake and wiped the sleep from her eyes. The blue haired girl quickly stood up and collected the items that Lady Williams had asked for and rushed to the Queens sleeping chambers where everyone was rushing in and out of. Bulma was shocked to see one of the Kings doctors rushing in and was speaking quietly with Lady Howard.

Bulma’s eyebrows knitted and she entered the closed door and shut it behind her. Just hours before this the Queen had been fine and sleeping peacefully. Now she was wincing in pain and sobbing hysterically. Bulma’s breath was caught in her throat and she didn’t know what to do.

“What are you waiting for Child? Give me the towels.” Lady Cooper hissed at her and ripped the towels from her arms.

They were cleaning up the massive amounts of blood that were covering the Queen’s thighs and bed sheets. She had miscarried the King Child. Bulma felt tears fill her eyes seeing the distress she was in, not to mention the pain from the cramping. After an hour of getting the Queen somewhat back to normal, and changing the sheets. The Queen was in a new nightgown and tucked tightly under the comforter. Bulma took a cool cloth and dabbed her head softly. She was glad to see the Queen sleeping soundly after the whole ordeal. Bulma had strands of hair loose from her head dress and in her line of vision. She felt drained completely.

The King’s doctor was finally allowed into the room once she was presentable once again. He had a grim look on his face as he watched the Queen sleep soundly. He shook his head and walked over to Lady Howard and spoke loud enough for her Ladies to hear.

“I will inform his majesty.” The physician said softly. His voice filled with remorse for the woman.

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The King only once showed up to express his remorse for what had happened. It was very much played out and everyone could tell it took all he had to remain calm. His eyes were filled with sadness that yet another one of his children died before birth. Bulma was told that she had birthed him a son year’s back when they were in the early stages of marriage. She found herself with child rather quickly. As the months passed the Queen carried the child within her womb to full term. The Queen went on bed rest close to the end of her pregnancy and soon after delivered the King a healthy baby boy. He was named after his father, but before the child turned a month old, he suddenly died. The King and Queen were devastated. After the birth of their son, many still born followed and still no live child. He had not yet gained a healthy male heir.

The Queen soon after her recent miscarriage returned to prayer daily and would stay for hours. Bulma figured it was because she was hoping she would be blessed with a healthy son to please he husband and prove she was his true wife. There were rumors circulating that the King had spoken about divorce. The Ladies had heard it from people around court, but of course no one wanted to believe that their Mistress would ever be thrown to the side. After hearing those rumors Bulma was shocked to see Evelyn Copper once again in a wonderful mood. She had seen a complete change in the way the woman held herself, not to mention the beautiful earrings and necklace she had obtained. They were too rich for a woman of her standing.

Bulma looked up from her sewing to see Evelyn smiling and speaking with a few of the ladies nearby. Evelyn glanced in her direction and pursed her lips, which caused Bulma to quickly look away. Jane and Elisabeth were close helping the young blue haired girl with some of the Kings shirts.

“She is god awful,” Jane clicked her tongue with distaste as she pulled the threat through making it tight.

Bulma choose not to answer, but Elisabeth chose to instead, “Of course she is. Look at her, the way she is strutting around this place. She obviously is in the Kings good graces once again, especially now that the Queen didn’t give him a son.” Elisabeth signed and worked the needle in her fabric.

Bulma glanced up at looked between the two sitting close to her, “You honestly believe that she is having an affair with the King?” she huffed softly.

Jane and Elisabeth’s mouth dropped open slightly, “Oh Bulma, are you serious? Did you not see her new necklace and earrings? The King had been giving her those for …certain favors.” Jane’s cheeks blushed bright.

“Favors?” Bulma asked and proved to be completely unaware.

“What Jane means to say Bulma is that the King needs company at times, and because she is such a wonderful friend he surprises her with gifts.” Lady Williams piped in and kept her green eyes on the shirts.

Jane’s eyes widened, but quickly nodded, “Yes, that is what I mean of course, dear child.”

Bulma looked between the women before answering, “I think that is just rude for a married man to be giving gifts to a woman when his wife has just miscarried.” The blue haired woman licked her lips and finished her shirt standing to put it with the others in a trunk, leaving Elisabeth and Jane alone.

“Oh that was brilliant. Why can’t we speak plainly? You know it is happening.” Jane frowned leaning in to speak to Elisabeth softly.

“She is a child. You can clearly see how uneducated she is with that kind of thing, which I am glad. Court is no place for a girl to learn what happens between a man and woman.” Elisabeth scolded.

“Well, I think she needs to be more aware. He is our King, but this scandal, she pretends like it isn’t happening. What, does the girl honestly think that all men are faithful?” Elisabeth cleared her throat and both went quiet and continued their sewing. Jane finished and stood just as Bulma sat back down.

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Bulma was asked to deliver the shirts to the Kings chambers and give them to his servants. Just down the hall where she was delivering the shirts she was spotted by the King himself. He had been in meetings with many of his trusted men all day and had no time for play. He couldn’t help but notice the small innocent girl by the name of Bulma Briefs speaking to one of his chamber servants. She had his shirts in hand; there would be no better way than to catch her now. He waved one of his servants over and whispered in his ear and pointed to Bulma. He excused himself and quickly made his way to his office.

“Excuse me, Lady Briefs?” Bulma had just started walking back to the Queen’s chambers when the young boy approached her.

She paused and looked over her shoulder, her bright blue eyes sparkled brightly and she looked around, “Yes?”

“If you would follow me Lady, a friend said he would like to speak to you privately. It shouldn’t take long at all.” The boy smiled kindly.

Bulma gave him a nervous smile and nodded, “Yes, who is this friend?” of course this boy didn’t respond and just kept walking through the people crowding the hall.

Bulma was lead into a room with a large table in the center. In the back there looked to be an office. She wondered who needed to speak to her. She honestly hoped she had not offended anyone while she had been here. She thought she was doing so well. Her fingers brushed over the length of the table as she walked around the room observing the beautiful paintings and elaborate furniture.

“Lady Briefs,” that silky deep voice called from the back room.

The sound of heavy boots hitting the floor and the sound of the voice quickly caught her attention. She looked over her shoulder to see the handsome King. Bulma gasped and dropped into a deep curtsy.

“Oh forgive me your majesty; I didn’t realize you were the one I would be speaking to. If I would have known…” she was cut off by a soft chuckle and by his raised hand. He closed those beautifully dark eyes momentarily before approaching her.

“Do not apologize. I asked you to come, but did not have my servant tell you who wanted to speak with you. I didn’t want you to be alarmed.” He grinned flashing his white teeth.

“Of course your Majesty.” Bulma straighten her body and watched him, but tried not to keep eye contact for too long.

King Vegeta leaned in closer to her. The blue haired beauty felt a blush creep over her cheeks once again. This man seemed to have that effect on her constantly.

“I wanted to invite you on a stroll. Bring Lady Williams with you as well. I have already invited Lady Cooper to join tomorrow. I know you ladies might need some fresh air once and a while. Don’t worry about wearing this…” his voice trailed off as he dropped his hand near her neck brushing his knuckles over the soft skin and down toward the fabric covering her shoulder. His dark eyes lifted. Vegeta moved his hand to cup her chin and lifted her eyes to meet his. Bulma’s soft lips parted as she looked deeply into his eyes. She nodded to him. He smiled once again and brushed his thumb over her lower lip.

“Return to your Queen, I will see you tomorrow. I will have one of my servants retrieve you.” Bulma felt the warmth of his hand leave her face and her eyes closed slowly. She curtsied and then was allowed to leave.

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Chapter two is complete. I hope you liked it.

Thank-you for reading!

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