Hanasia, Queen of the Saiyans

3.21 Emperor Blizzard

The Councillor returned on the site of the battle, but the girl had already left. He asked around, but no one knew where she was. Could it be that she's already returned to her hometown? Hard to believe that she wouldn't have the slightest interest in visiting the capital... He hovered around at high altitude, searching the surrounding streets.

A country girl (her garments would easily give it away), who had just fought (bruises, scrapes, burns, especially on her clothes blackened by ki blasts, obviously not from the dispute with the little girl) is what the group of Saiyans had discovered upon returning.

— A foreigner who has just fought a harsh battle... said one them.

— ...who is celebrating her recent victory, concluded another. Could it be her?

— Hey, continued the first Saiyan. Who are you??

— She's stealing our food! said the little girl, glad to see her family return. She knocked two of my teeth out! We have to kill her!

— If you want to kill her, sweetie, that's your problem, answered the first as he approached the scene. He then continued to address the stranger: Hey, Saiyan girl! I'm talking to you!

— Thirstyyy!... blurted the stranger, of all things to respond with. Then, having suddenly stood up, she fell victim to the loss of her balance. Crouching, she could taste something strange making its way up her throat. And, instantly understanding what was about to happen, she bent down and aimed for the weird trenches that were on the ground, which were created to control the flow of rainwater, or any other liquid for that matter...

Hanasia puked out all the food she had eaten... as well as quarts of wine she had drank.

— Well, my stomach feels better, but something still isn't right about my vision, thought Hanasia to herself.

She had no control of her senses. Couldn't focus on anything. She either saw double or triple, as the world turned all around her, a mug, perhaps the last one to still be full. The perfect remedy to the awful taste unprocessed that plagued her mouth.

— Saiyan, before you sit at anyone's table, it's common courtesy to introduce yourself. Although it doesn't look like you sat at any table, actually. You should probably stop it with the wine if it's only going to come back out in a few seconds. This thing isn't cheap.

— You, shut up, and gimme another, retorted Hanasia, grabbing the Saiyan by the collar, almost holding onto him, as she put the empty receptacle under his nose. Ya prolly have a whole cellar o' these somewhere...

The Saiyan caught her by the hand to push her out of the way, but she used the momentum to send him flying away as though he were a feather to her, much to the surprise of the others, who saw that she clearly didn't put that much strength into her throw.

— IIII saaaaid... she began, still brandishing the empty glass, I wannan'uther. She hopped over the table to meet the other members of the group.

— You're the one who defeated the huge monster over there, aren't you? attempted one of the more diplomatic members.

— Yyyup... she answered, her face really close to his. I totally kicked his ass... Saw'im comin', too... More like, I could feel him from home...

— Take a seat, you're our guest here, the man answered... I'll get you more to drink.

— YOU! YOU! spurred Hanasia in his ears. You... you're a nice guy.

— And what's your name? he asked as he opened a barrel hidden under a table before filling up each glass, carefully starting with the ones closest to Hanasia.