Hi!


So that’s the part. It's not quite as long as the others, and I'm sorry too! The next parts are longer again, I promise you! This part would have been longer if I hadn't accidentally deleted the newly written one and forgot to save beforehand!




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Cursing at himself, Vegeta flew back into the castle.


"How could I tell her that? Am I completely stupid now? I asshole! Now she's sure to think of me, I'm a wimp! And I'm the king of the Saiyans !!!!"


When he arrived at the castle and flew back into his room through his window, it was already getting light outside.


Vegeta took off her coat and was about to go into the bathroom when there was a knock on his door!


"Your Highness!", Vegeta heard one of his servants, "Your Highness, I have important news for you!It's about your wedding! "


"Wait a moment! I just have to unlock the door!", Vegeta answered through the door.


He unlocked the door and his servant came in.


"What else is there so important about my wedding? I thought everything was settled! In two months I'll get married. So, go ahead, what's so important?"


"Uh ......, well ........ how should I say?" The servant replied.


"Now finally spit it out! I don't have forever! I still have to train today !!!!", the annoyed Vegeta replied sharply.


"Well, well, how should I put it ?! The council decided last night that it would be far too long before their wedding and said that it should take place for half a month. It would be best for the people if they had not only a king but also a queen. Therefore, they should marry as soon as possible. "


'That stupid councilor! I will process it into kindling when I get my hands on it !!!´, Vegeta thought, who was still quite angry and upset, with what he had experienced in the forest a few hours ago.


"Sure, even if I'm not necessarily for it. Is there anything else important ?! If not, then finally fuck off, I want to take a shower!"


The servant went quite intimidated and left Vegeta alone. Vegeta went into the bathroom, undressed, and took an ice cold shower.


'That too! Now comes the next problem! What do they all want from me ?! I am the king, so what !? That doesn't mean that the morons are allowed to rule over me and my life! I'm not a little kid anymore !!!! ´ thought Vegeta, who was angrier now than before.


After showering, he put on his combat suit and went to the training hall.


Once there, he called out to the other Saiyajins who were training there: "Come on people, line up! I will fight with you one after the other!Full Power!!! Roger that?!"


So it happened that three dozen Saiyajins lined up and fought one after the other against Vegeta. He was so good that the others hardly met him. These fights helped Vegeta vent a little, but the real thing still wasn't.


"What is the matter with our king? First he trained last night and was unable to concentrate and now that?", Remarked one of the people present who had already trained with Vegeta yesterday.


"No idea! Who knows exactly what's going on in the head of a king, but I shouldn't care.", Said the man behind him with a shrug.


After six hours of training, three dozen Saiyajins lay seriously injured or unconscious on the hall floor.


Vegeta was now out of breath and mine when he left: "Thanks guys, you helped me a little. If you wait an hour, we can go on! I just have to eat something!"

The Saiyajins who were not unconscious tried to stand up again and only groaned after hearing Vegeta's words.


Vegeta went to the dining room but didn't have a very big appetite. He only ate three servings from the starter, five plates from the main menu and two desserts. That was no more than a quarter of what he usually ate, if not less.


Meanwhile in the training hall.


Some Saiyajins had risen again and fled. They had trained enough once, for a couple of hours.


"Hey guys, what's wrong with you guys?"


"Are you already so in the bucket after a little training !?"


"What kind of weaklings are you guys !?"


"You should go to the lower class!"


Saiyajins replied, who came towards the others.


"If you want to train the way we do, you have to be in the training hall in half an hour, just tell the others!It can not hurt! "said one of the injured.


"Well, if you think so, we'll do it! But tell me, did you do special training ?!"


"Let yourself be surprised!" Grinned the injured.


Word quickly got around that a "special training" was waiting for them in the training hall.


When Vegeta entered the hall after an hour, he couldn't believe his eyes! In fact, almost all of the upper class warriors were present!




Sequel follows!




ChiChiGirl