Hello, hello, hello! Sorry about my departure, been thinking about where I'm taking my stories and new stories. Along with this I'm currently co-writing a story.
The lyrics used are from the songs That Would Be Enough and The Room Where It Happens from the Hamilton Musical by Lin-Manuel Miranda.
So without further ado, here's the first chapter of Reign.
Disclaimer; I own nothing but a few OCs and the plot. Everything else belongs to Walt Disney.
The sky was a eerie grey, the land once grand and full of life. Was now barren and dieing. It's been three years since the Pridelands had came into a new ruler.
Now on the anniversary of gaining a new king, a lone figure was making his way to the king's chambers on the kopje, priderock.
Climbing up the stoned slope was a brownish pelted lion. His black mane tossed in the warm breeze before entering the cave.
"Sire,"
A annoyed groan caused the lion to sigh before the appearance of a rich brown, black maned lion stalked out of the cave shadows.
"What is it now, Amnon? Don't you see I'm busy?"
The brownish lion mentally rolled his black eyes. "Oh. Of course. But you should know that one of our ally kingdoms to the northwest, is requesting aid for a war that is currently apporching."
Scar wasn't interested in the other kingdoms problems but perhaps this was the opportunity to be rid of the males in the pride.
"Very well. You gather the strongest males and head out." Scar was too pleased with himself. Now there was nothing that would ruin his so hard earned reward.
As Amnon left, a young pale tan lioness entered to instantly fold her ears back at the expression on the king's face.
"Father,"
Scar shook his head to clear his thoughts before turning his emarald green eyes to the pale tan lioness. "Zira. What do I owe the pleasure of this visit?" then a dark expression fell over the lion's features as his muzzle curved in a sneer. "Or should I say, you have a of nerve showing up after presenting that disappointment to me."
Zira scowled. Her son Nuka was a disgrace, but she was on her way of making things right. "I know and I apologize for that. But I am pregnant again, and I can assure you that this cub would be worthy to be the next king."
Scar looked at his daughter before scoffing. "We'll see. In the meantime, I'm going another route. And find a suitable lioness to bare my cub."
"Father...what about Lela? She's loyal and faithful."
Scar waved a paw before he grinned devilishly. "I already have the perfect lioness in mind."
...
It was a week since the pride received news about the king's army needing young males to recruit. It was currently high noon as two young lions laid in a clearing that surprisingly was still lush and green.
A young creamy gold lioness sighed before moving her dark brown eyes to the light bay pelted lion. "Aasim. This is crazy. You going to war."
Aasim stood and paced around before turning his leafy green eyes to his newlywed wife. "Think of the possibilities with this opportunity, Anisa."
"I am!" Anisa growled standing up. "You can die and I need you more than ever!" Anisa lowered her head. "I'm expecting our first cub."
Aasim's eyes widened before he shook his head. "Now I have to go more than ever."
Anisa looked away with her ears against her head. "But you deserve a chance to meet your child
Look around, look around at how lucky we are
To be alive right now"
"Not if Scar is in rule!" Aasim sighed deeply. "Besides, will you relish being a poor man's wife
Unable to provide for your life?"
Anisa looked up with her ears still against her head. "I relish being your wife
Look around, look around…
Look at where you are
Look at where you started
The fact that you're alive is a miracle
Just stay alive, that would be enough
And if this child
Shares a fraction of your smile
Or a fragment of your mind, look out world!
That would be enough
I don't pretend to know
The challenges you're facing
The worlds you keep erasing and creating in your mind
But I'm not afraid
I know who I married
So long as you come home at the end of the day
That would be enough
We don't need a legacy
We don't need money
If I could grant you peace of mind
If you could let me inside your heart…
Oh, let me be a part of the narrative
In the story they will write someday
Let this moment be the first chapter:
Where you decide to stay
And I could be enough
And we could be enough
That would be enough"
Aasim closed his eyes. He was torn between staying with his mate and going off to war to make a name of himself. Something to give his cub something to be proud of. A legacy.
"Aasim..."
The light bay lion opened his eyes as he breathed through his nose. "Kings help and forgive me"
Anisa's eyes widened as she stared at her mate in disbelief. "Aasim..."
"I wanna build
Something that's gonna
Outlive me"
Tears fell down the creamy gold lioness' face. Just as a loud roar echoed through the air.
"Anisa. I love you, I'll see you when I return."
Anisa helplessly watched her mate running off towards the departing soldiers. Closing her eyes, she sat and cried before making the terk back to priderock.
Where she received that one of her cubhood friends was attacked by the king and was exiled.
May the kings guide us...