Ladies and gentlemen, I know that you are a waiting the next chapter of Pride And Prejudice. But I'm currently going through some things that Pride And Prejudice is on a slight hatius.

This project has been in works so I just pushed up the release.

Some things may seem like I used it before. Most likely I did. I'm reusing some old material as well as new. This is a alternative universe as well as a rewrite of my old story, The Crown.

Now here's the first chapter of The Crown.

King Simba. It's been a half of a year since he returned and defeated his uncle. But it was still some getting used to to walk to the water hole and be greeted as such. He feels unworthy to maintain the throne let alone recive the love, loyalty and respect of the animals as well as the pride. He knows that the stampede may not have a accident, that he wasn't the one that killed his father. Or at least that's what he wanted everyone to think.

He still was naive enough to not see through the lies and schemes of Scar. That he followed his evil right into his trap. Maybe, if he was smarter, then his father would of still be alive.

A familiar figure of a dark beige lioness grabbed his attention. His mother has been truly helpful and the perfect lioness to talk to when he needed advice, such as now.

"I figured you'd be out here. Have you seen Nala? The lionesses are waiting her orders." the former queen frowned when she apporched her son.

The golden three and a half year old golden lion sighed before shaking his head. "Not since last night. She's been disappearing lately. I don't know where she goes. But she manages to return before nightfall."

Simba's mother flickered her left ear. "Kula and Nyota are perfectly able to lead the hunt."

Simba nodded before looking up and noticed that the sun was high in the sky. "I'll leave you to it. I have one last round to make." he normally would of seen his mother and the lionesses off but his mother's reaction to the fact that her daughter-in-law have been disappearing really put him off.

Sarabi went back towards the priderock. Simba watched her leave debating whether to go after her or finish his round.

With a deep breath he turned to head to the western border. Which from there is a half a day terk to the Mountain kingdom. Simba continued to maul over the reasons why his mate was disappearing. He had gotten to the border when he heard a unusual sound.

His ears perked at the the small groans before following the sounds to a small den. He instantly looked in and stopped at the entrance as his orange eyes widened.

"Nala..?"

A of green eyes snapped up before a gasp escaped into the air followed by a growl. A large golden orange lion moved from the mating postion on the tawny-peach lioness and narrowed his brown eyes at the golden lion.

"Don't you see we're busy here!"

Simba looked from the quiet lioness to the male he once consider a friend. "Malka...how could you!"

The dark brown mane lion chuckled before licking his pale muzzle. "Nala has been my mate before that little bastard of Scar's was born. She only was using you to get you back. She never loved you."

Simba growled but that's all he did. Yes, he wanted to attack Malka but he didn't have the strength. He was drained. Simba looked at the tawny-peach lioness once more before running out of the den.

~TC~

Thunder roared as rain fell upon the earth. The current rainstorm wasn't expected but it was needed. The kingdom has just started to regrow, but the Pridelands wasn't the only one healing.

A pale tan lioness with a brown stripe going down her back knew all about healing. The current four year old lioness was currently sitting in the cave entrance watching the rain pour. No one was healing like she is now. She has been in love with Simba since they were cubs.

But of course, Nala was too. So Mufasa bethroled them even after her mother asked to bethrole her to the prince. Now Nala is screwing around with their friend, Malka who's the future King of the neighbouring kingdom.

A shadowy figure made the pale tan lioness snap out of her thoughts. As the figure got closer it turned out to be the king who looked like the world have ended. She frowned as she realised that her friend knows.

Before she could greet the king, Sarabi beat her to it. She watched as the dark beige lioness embraced her weeping son. With sorrow filled amber eyes the pale tan lioness went to the other side of the den where her mother and friends were.

...

Months passed and Crowned-heir Malka couldn't be more happier. He managed to steal Simba's intended. He knew all along that Simba was alive but why should the heir to the Pridelands, known as a paradise get the most beautiful kingdom and beautiful lioness? He wasn't. As his mother often says, Can't have a perfect catch and eat it too. And his mother who is currently in his and Nala's den, was right.

"You're still going through with the plan, brother?"

The golden orange lion moved his brown eyes towards the incoming voice to see his younger half brother, Chumvi. "Don't worry about me. Worry about your mate. We need males to make the plan work and if I'm correct, she gave birth to a female."

The dull brown lion narrowed his black eyes. "I'm not you. I don't cast aside a child because she's not what you want."

Malka rolled his eyes. "Stop being so dramatic. I haven't done anything like that."

Chumvi glared. "Yet. If Nala was to give birth to a female you would cast her aside without thinking."

Malka returned the glare and had a snark response but the appearance of a light gold lioness made him turn his attention to her instead of his younger half brother. "Mother, is everything according to plan?"

The ten year old light gold lioness shook her head. "Nala gave birth to a boy but he was born after his sister." A shadow seemed to fall over her as she looked at her son with hard brown eyes. "You need to do your part Malka. Your father will be back with more recruits."

Malka dipped his head. "Don't worry mother. It'll be done."

The light gold lioness nodded before turning and entering the den once again. When he was sure his mother was out of ear shot he turned to his brother.

"How's things coming on your end?"

"Zira's supposed to give birth anytime now." Chumvi took a deep breath. "I don't like lying or the fact that I'm cheating on Sena."

Malka narrowed his eyes as he bared his teeth. "I don't give a damn about what you like and don't like. You will continue as planned or that dear niece of mine will be my first victim to my claws. Do I make myself clear?!"

Chumvi swallowed the growl in his throat before bowing his head. "Of course...brother."

Malka sneered before he entered his den leaving his brother behind.