The Ice Prince

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ/DBGT

Chapter 1

Prince Trunks stood on the balcony connected to his room, looking out over the City, in nothing but a sheet wrapped around his waist, his tail swaying lazily behind him. It was a beautiful morning, and he could hear the buzz in the markets below. He heard a soft moan coming from inside his room, and the rustling of blankets.

"My Prince, why don't you come back to bed?" the women asked lustfully.

The thirty year old Prince turned to face the owner of the voice. "Know your place wench, do not tell me what I should be doing," he scowled at her. "Get out!" He walked into the connecting bathroom and shut the door.

"I should know that after ten years of being his concubine, when to hold my tongue." She slipped back into her dress. I'm lucky he still asks for me, more than the others. I wish he would see me as more than just his sex slave. I don't care though, I will have him.

She heard a knock at the door, and sighed. I may as well answer it, before the Prince has a fit!

"Yes, may I help you?" She asked the servant girl, who stood looking at her wide eyed. What a pathetic looking girl, must be new.

"Milady," the servant girl whispered.

"Speak up! You won't be around long, if you look like someone will kill you at any moment."

"I'm sorry." The servant girl answered a bit louder.

Just as the concubine was about to reply, the bathroom door opened.

"Rin, what are you still doing here? I told you to leave!" Trunks walked toward them, stopping a few paces away, folding his arms over his chest.

She sighed inwardly, and turned to face him, "I'm sorry my Prince, someone was at the door." Rin replied.

"Leave now!"' He demanded, glaring at her.

Without another word, she walked past the shaking girl, into the room directly opposite the Prince's, which she shared with two other concubines.

Trunks looked at the pitiful thing, standing in his doorway, and sighed. "What do you want?" he scowled at her, his eyes not showing any emotion.

"Prince Trunks, Queen Bulma would like to speak with you, she's in her office." She replied softly, wishing she could get away from the heartless Prince, as soon as possible. She couldn't help but tremble in his presence.

"Fine!" he walked toward the door, pushing her out of his way.

She fell to the floor, legs in the air, her off- white dress riding up them, showing her undergarments. "Aaaahhh!" she screamed, before clamping her hand over her mouth, now lying flat on her back.