Hello fellow readers and writers. I'm taking a bit of a break from Innocence but in the meantime I'm working on a new story plus this one. Now here's the first chapter of the re write of The Disgraceful Prince, The Unwanted Son.
A loud roar echoed through the plains of the Pridelands. The sky was dark, surrounded by countless clouds. As in the heart of the savannah stood a large mountain structure. That stood for many generations and seen many kings come in and out of this world. In the main cave where the king and his queen sleeps laid a pale tan lioness. Sweat matted her fur as she breathed heavily.
"Zira, you have to push." instructed a pregnant creamy gold lioness.
The pale tan lioness snarled. "What do you think I'm doing you imbecile!"
The creamy gold lioness sighed before looking to the side where a brown lioness sat.
"I told you to leave her highness be."
The creamy gold lioness ignored her pridesister and watched the queen give birth. By the time the afternoon came Zira had given birth. But the pale tan queen was anything but happy and the appearance of a rich brown lion with a black mane didn't make it better either. Once the king walked in the lionesses on the side walked out. The king waited until he and his queen was alone.
"What do we have?"
Tears fell from the queen's red eyes. "Scar..."
Scar growled feeling quite inpatient. "What is it!?"
"The cub was a stillborn..."
The rich brown lion stood for a a few moments looking at his queen with emotionless green eyes.
"Scar...please say something!"
"Get out!"
Zira shook her head hoping to clear her ears. "Scar..."
Scar's eyes turned dangerously dark as he roared. "I said get out! You are no longer my queen! You're useless!"
Zira looked up at her king with hurtful eyes. She was going to say something but a small voice stopped her.
"Mother?"
Zira looked towards the cave entrance and seen a small brown cub. Scar sneered at the sight of the cub.
"Get him and get out! We're finished here!"
Zira swallowed whatever saliva she had and stood before ruffly picking up the rich brown cub and stalked out of the cave. Scar snarled at the form of the pale tan lioness. With a grunt Scar sat on his platform.
"Scar!"
The rich brown lion groaned as he rolled his bright green eyes. "What do you want?"
A female hyena spoke up from her party of two male hyenas. "Scar, we need to talk."
"About what?" the king asked not really interested.
"There's no food or water..."
Scar stepped off the platform and growled in the hyenas' faces. "I have a problem of my own and you're busy complaining!"
The hyenas shrunk back as the rich brown lion paced, snarling.
"I need a queen...one I know will bear healthy strong males. Capable of being king..."
One of the male hyenas shared a look with the female hyena before looking at the king. "Didn't you get that Hatari lioness pregnant?"
Scar whipped his head around and snarled. "Your point is!"
The male shrunk back with a whimper causing the tyrant king to resume his pacing.
"I need a young lioness...one I know who will give me a healthy heir." Scar stopped and looked at his three most trusted hyenas. "And I know who the lucky lioness is."
The hyenas wasn't sure to be afraid or join in as the king laughed.