What if YOU were the Prince of all saiyans?
Ha! Now that’s a good one.
“I certainly wouldn’t go blabbing about it to everyone I met!”
Had he been in Vegeta’s shoes, he’d have done so much differently. He’d have fought to reclaim his lost race’s pride, drove himself harder than anyone to reascend his place in the galaxy. He wouldn't have dared relegate himself to some lackey, and if he did, it would only be to bide his time.
He’d forge strong allies, make few enemies, and when the time came, pull a duplicitous turn heel and slaughter everyone that’d ever looked at him funny.
Or so he tells himself...
But what’s power without spirit. A coward’s soul is an unsuitable pilot for a vessel of strength and might. What is arrogance and ego with no ambition present? What good is a blood line and lineage if who follows next is unsuited for either claims of royalty or claims of respect?
A lackey from life to death, perhaps? A path suited for a coward and backstabbing slime.