The seraglio was the Emperor's personal guard as well. That was strange but what really got people talking was the foreign princess.
Oh yes, that had gotten around. There were different thoughts on it of course.
General Mille was of the decided opinion that the foreign princess should be added to the seraglio. No special treatment just because she was not a member of the Mongoian aristocracy. The General was researching the readings of the girl's magical aura and was working out ways of bypassing some sort of magical protection field.
The Teknosian forces found the whole thing intriguing, and so while they assisted Mille in her efforts they showed no favoritism and helped everyone with their preparations.
General Grimm, of the Volcanians, was pretty much 180o from Mille. A study of such things in pre-Ming history and Terrestrial history showed that the whole "marry into kingdoms" was a slow but effective way of uniting kingdoms. The planet of Saturn wasn't particularly habitable, but there were some nice resources on its moons and the whole thing had long-term consequences that had appeal to the long-lived race of rock-beings.
The seraglio themselves were divided. Some had been freshly brainwashed and thought the sun rose and set in Ranma's pants, figuratively speaking. Some were actually relieved that the seraglio was being used as a personal guard, as sitting around on silk cushions had absolutely no appeal to them.
Others had other ideas, other plans.
Of which, of course, the Emperor remained happily ignorant of.
"I could get used to this," confessed Venus, leaning back in a recliner as the remains of Hyperion were lashed to the largest of the transports and hauled off.
"Hmmmm," said Jupiter, laying on her side in her own recliner. She had found the Heat/Massage setting and had momentarily been concerned by mechanical hands on telescoping rods, but as they heated up and found knots of tension in her back. "ooooOOOOooooooh. That's nice."
"Are any of these Titans able to move underground?" Mercury asked, her eyes flitting between her Mercury Computer and the large spread of breakfast foods being prepared nearby.
"Yes, actually," admitted Pluto, nibbling on a cinnamon roll.
"I'm getting some readings indicating that something was tunnelling through the ground, and is now stopped 243.45 meters under those hills," said Mercury.
"Captain Stiener," called out Pluto. "There's something under those hills. Can you send a team to check it out?"
"Yes, ma'am!" The captain in the battered silvery armor saluted. "Blutzen! Kohel! Check it out! Laudo! Get those tents ready! These are Princesses, not roughnecks like you lot! Weimer! Stop flirting with that Princess!"
Sailor Mars, not used to tall, muscular, Space Marine types paying attention to her, shot a very dirty look at Captain Stiener.
"Haagen's doing the piloting. Ah! Mullenkedheim! Dojebon! Rig a couple of torpedoes as burrowing depth charges! Have them ready if the lady gives the word! Move it people! If I wanted statuary I'd have gotten Volcanians for this mission! Move it! Move it! Move it!" Stiener nodded in grim faced satisfaction as they got moving and some of the other troops went from gawking at princesses to at least look busy.
Venus took a momentary break from satisfaction, as having a bunch of guys ogle her from a distance had been a change of pace. She also glared at Captain Stiener.
Saturn took a deep breath and went up to one of the soldiers working on an obviously old and patched tent. "Excuse me?"
The soldier saw who it was and immediately leapt into a formal "attention" pose. "MA'AM, YES MA'AM!"
"Uhm, quieter please. I was just wondering, Mister..." Saturn began to get embarassed and started fiddling with her glaive.
"Private First Class Firstenburg of the Pluto Knights, Ma'am!"
"Yes, Private, well. I was wondering. What can you tell me about the Emperor?" Saturn asked.
(Posted Mon, 16 Jun 2003 12:51)
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