Chapter 2. THE PRINCESS.
Princess Melliesania Megga Truper was a direct descendant of the first Royal Family that came to live on the Republic back in the days of the 22nd century, her DNA proved it. She was the firstborn from her family that produced four Princesses before a Prince came along from the third wife of the King-in-waiting.
She was the old King's favourite granddaughter. He had already been regenerated 3 times and now as was their custom, he cannot regenerate again so he lived out his remaining time in his bed chamber. The little princess lay on his bed with him, in his final hours. They were very close, too close for the incoming King. The old King was always whispering to her, so quietly that none of the others waiting for his last breath could hear the stories he was telling his favourite chosen one.
She was popular with the people of her regeneration period and all Kings demanded loyalty, loyalty above all else. That wasn't why she fell out of favour with the heir to the throne.
The heir to the throne was troubled by their closeness he needed a reason to marry her off and get her away from the Royal household and away from the other women.
It didn't take the new soon-to-be King to get what he was after. It wasn't long before news of a strange event reached the ears of several Parliamentarians and hence their heir-in-waiting.
It was the young Princess's romantic interlude with a female from the Truther family. The next Truther to run the PAS. Their attraction for each other hadn't gone unnoticed by those who mattered. Those who wanted to prove to the new heir that their loyalty was strong and they were to be trusted with any new deeds that required attention. Key Parliamentarians of long-standing knew how important it was to prove their loyalty. Some who had spoken out when the next heir was unknown now portrayed themselves as indispensable.
The Parliamentarians knew that their positions with the next King would be judged by what they had said in the past about their future Kings, and how they enacted the Prince's wishes.
It caused much anguish within the Royal Family, what to do with this wayward child, the disobedient one, this favourite one?
Why was she so different?
Tongues still wagged and envy and jealousy were still rampant among the Royals and their houses within the compound. Even though copulation between the sexes was outlawed, if one was careful and had the right connections it could be managed. Affairs between lesser Royals and key Parliamentarians wasn't uncommon, Kings throughout the millennia had relied on those women to be their ears and eyes. Many a Parliamentarian had taken a walk out into space for no apparent reason after making a disparaging remark about a Royal who was a favourite of the then King.
Neither the RCMP nor the NWO ever monitored the Royal compound.
The young Princess often left the Royal enclosure and mixed with the others in the Republic. She was always chaperoned but as she became more inquisitive, she became astute in slipping away. It was on one of these excursions that she saw the good Doctor, who was conducting a lecture in a garden for a small group of schoolies about the Republic. These schoolies were a select few who shown promise and who might be used in further exploration and 'digs' on ME.
It took the Princess only milliseconds to find the Truthers name in the vast supercomputer banks, available only to the Royal Family, not even all the Parliamentarians were given access to all the information.
She watched and listened from afar, and slowly her heart was pounding a little more rapidly. The beauty of the Truther had made an impact on the Princess. Her medical condition was monitored closely, and the sudden increase of blood from her heart didn't go unnoticed by her personal physician. He made a mark on his chart and reported it to the appropriate Parliamentarian responsible for the Princess's health.
He sent for her only to be told that she had slipped out of the compound. No matter who they had watching her she always managed to find a way to do what she wanted to do.
Over the many time changes, she found a way to go and find this Truther woman. She knew her name, she knew where she lived, and she even watched her in the privacy of her family home. She was beautiful and the young Princess was smitten.
How had she risen to such prominence?
For many life cycles, she tried to get closer to the woman, but who she was kept her from fulfilling her heart's desire.
She finally spoke to her chaperone and wanted a formal introduction to the good Doctor, Doctor Laudian Teresa Truther the head of the PAS. Her heart quickened even as she spoke her name.
An idea came suddenly, and it fermented in her mind full of ideas. She stood her ground and told her handmaidens and her chaperone that it should be done in a matter of haste. She hid her desires by telling all who would listen that she wanted to know about the history of her family and ME. More than she was taught by the scholars. Her introduction to the Truther, this gloriously good looking woman was disguised as a formal occasion. It wasn't totally unheard of for a Truther to be summoned by a member of the Royal Family, normally they were required to solve an argument or more likely a bet between the two young Princes.
A frivolous matter.
The time was made and the good Doctor as she was known, made her way to the glorious White Compound. The appointment being a formal discussion was recorded, and the room was filled with both Royalty and Parliamentarians. The Princess had to know more about this woman.
Was she betrothed?
Was she in her first or 3rd regeneration?
Some things in her file were left blank, suspiciously so. That could only be done by those in the highest authority.
