Giza looked at sad leftovers that once have been beautiful and full of life. "Why so sad my Princess?"
said voice behind her. She did have to turn around to know than her father, the king, approached her."My King"
she answered, Steady, don't push him.
She thought, lioness needed to start the subject gently. "I was thinking about our Pridelands, they'are... different than I remembered them. Much changed... River's going to dry, animals, both prey and predators, are leaving. And... I'm worried.
" It was good so far, he wouldn't let any other pridemember say something like this, not Jua, Great Spirit!
Not even Aziza!
"Then don't we're perfectly fine as we are.
" he said slowly, but she known that tone, he would use it whenever she got in trouble as a cub. He was angry, in his own silent and cruel way. Young heir looked him in the eyes, brave and with the wit and smart that matched his own. "You cannot blame me for worrying over land of our ancestors, the land in which our descendants will be raised.
"I wouldn't dare, not the future Queen.
" Scar stood up and left his older daughter alone.
You spend your days on the Graveyard, and when you got the Paradise, you turned it to another Graveyard...
Great Kings, I, blood of you blood, beg you, bring peace to this land, and my fathers soul...
I miss you Simba...
As I wrote the last sentences I wondered over naming this "Be careful what you wish for".
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