Bride Of The Two Warlords

Chapter 1

001 was woken by the constant shaking of the boat. Of course she had no idea it was a boat, but the constant movement made her wake up. The last thing she remembered was a black vortex swallowing up her home planet. Well she considered it her home planet as it was where the humans created her first. 

She quickly noticed her body had become human. At least that was how the cloned humans she made looked like. The information in her intelligent core(human brain) told her that this was a real human. A female human whose name was Isabel Belmont , an unfavored princess of the Kingdom of Cronia who was being given in marriage to a savage grassland lord.

This body's  father did not even know of her existence until a marriage alliance was needed to secure peace with the border savages. The man she was to marry had already taken over the whole eastern border and the king had sent her as a bride in fear of his enemy.

001 looked around the small cabin she was in, this was no room fit for a princess, especially one sent for a peace treaty. Something was fishy but she cared not for this rebirth of transmigration- that she had only seen in her core library but had never been proven by anyone- had given her the thing she had wished for the most since she became an intelligent brain. She had finally become human, a female human just as she had always wanted. 

She had been a bunch of code for a hundred years, her main job was to make human clones and store them in cabins in a subspace until such a time as they were needed-which was usually when a new planet was discovered. She would then input civilization information in their brains as was required by said discovered planet. It was repetitive and because of boredom she had input all human knowledge in her core library as well as all types of plants that existed in each planet. It was the duty of every clone she created to be loyal to her, something the humans had never discovered although she only ever made them bring her exotic animals, plants, flowers and fabrics to store in a section of the subspace that humans had never discovered.

001, no her name was now Isobel, knew that this new body of hers had been poisoned and had been offered no food or water for two days. It was evident that someone did not want her to reach the Eastern part of Cronia alive. She knew she was in danger but she also had advantages. There were no maids in her cabin, obviously the maids did not respect her at all. From the movements outside, the guards were lax and unwary of her, it would be their undoing. 

Isobel was lucky her subspace had followed and with it all the things she had stored, this were to be her lifesaving grace on this new world. She checked and saw she had one thousand and  five hundred clones, five hundred women and one thousand men. That was normal as females rarely cloned. Even in her home galaxy, women were very rarely born-cloned or natural human birth. It had meant polyandrous relationships were the norm and females very protected. It was why she had wanted to be female, according to the romance books in her library, females were cherished beings.

The clones would come in handy now, she connected with her subspace and asked it to clone five males and gave them military combat, reconnaissance and espionage. 

"The five of you are named numbers One, Two, Three, Four and Five . You are to find out the enemy's situation and report back. Kill as many enemies as you can and throw them into the sea. Report back in an hour's time." Isobel gave them English number names as this world spoke a different language called Zamayan. Isobel had already input it in the subspace system.

"Yes commander!"

"Call me your highness, please."

"Yes Your Highness!"

After the soldiers left, Isobel used some exotic plants and flowers to expel the poison from her body. After the poison was expelled, she took a leisurely shower with water and a bathtub in the subspace using exotic herbs to cleanse herself. Gazing at her body in the mirror, she approved of it. It was beautiful, just as she had always desired. She had raven black hair straight to her waist, innocent icy blue eyes like a husky, a height of 175cm, a golden ratio figure, beautiful but delicate facial features  cherry lips, delicate collarbone, goose-like neck, silky skin like porcelain-perfect and creamy white.

It was a beauty embryo and after her transformation, it unruffled all the hidden beauty, a soft floral scent exuded from her body making her very charming. She had the subspace make her matching lace lingerie , sheer nude stockings, nude stiletto heels, stunning dark blue off-shoulder silk baroque gown, white short lace gloves, a matching feathered veil mesh hat Fascinator headgear with white pearl earrings and necklace. Toping the look with some lipstick and mascara. She felt utterly feminine as she gazed into the subspace mirror.

Once she was done, she had the subspace create six maids who were skilled with everything ranging from household management to childcare to as little as how to choose the right clothing and makeup for their mistress. One advantage about the clones was that one never had to worry about their loyalty. It was coded in their genes to be loyal to Isobel and whomever she decided they pledge their allegiance to. The clones she had created were completely human with independent personalities as extracted from the DNA of the donor humans. They lived, gave birth and died just as humans would. 

Isobel was naming her six maids while on the other side, her five soldiers collected information on the ship. They found that there were three ships and this one was in the middle with the other two escorting front and behind. They had gotten information that the princess was to be killed once having arrived in the Eastern coastline, her death was to be used as an excuse to later wage war against the grassland warlords. The king would unite all the aristocratic armies to fight the enemy, the princess role was to be the catalyst. The five loyal soldiers were enraged and immediately executed the unwary guards. They deserved to be fed to the sharks after plotting against their princess.

 One by one the five men executed the whole crew, guards and maids on the ship. Number five was sent to inform the princess and ask for further instructions as they took control of the ship.