CHAPTER SIX


It was lucky for Annalina that Simba and his pride were out for the day. Annalina stood on top of Pride Rock and looked down.
Do you really want Linka as King? She asked herself. He's blind. A blind King can't rule the kingdom on his own.
We'll find a way around that. Annalina assured herself. Despite his misfortune, Linka is a strong and confident lion. He will make a good King.
Her nose twitched again. She looked down and saw Simba and his pride returning. Now was her chance to confront him about her son. She turned and hid herself in his den.

Simba's pride went to do their own thing. Kiara went to play but his mate Nala stayed with him.
Nala was frowning and sniffing the air. " What's wrong Nala?" Simba asked her.
" I can smell a strange scent. It belongs to a lioness." She told him, " and she's not part of the pride."
Simba snarled his teeth bared, " Zira."
Nala shook her head, " It's not Zira. It's someone we don't know."
Simba whirled around, " Where is she?" he demanded.

A shadow loomed over them, " I'm right here. How nice to see you again King Simba."
Simba frowned as a vaguely familiar lioness stepped out of their den. This lioness was sleek and powerful looking with a golden coat and blue eyes. She was smiling but it wasn't a sincere smile.
This lioness was bad news.

" Who are you?" Nala asked her, " And what were you doing in our den?" she was crouching low, ready to pounce.
Annalina ignored the lioness and walked over to Simba, " How handsome you have turned out to be."
" Answer Nala's questions," Simba commanded her, " Who are you?"
" You don't remember me? I'm deeply hurt."
" Why should I remember you?" Simba asked. He was bluffing because this lioness did look familiar somehow. She was someone from his past. A past he would rather forget.
Annalina smiled again, " I am sorry to open up old wounds again, but it's me-Annalina. We met while we were young and when you weren't living in the Pride Lands."
Simba gasped and looked over at Nala quickly. She was frowning at him now,
" Simba what is she talking about?"
" Oh, so she doesn't know about us then?" Annalina asked him and he shook his head, his reddish-brown mane ruffling.
" You are part of my past. A past I have forgotten." Simba explained, " What are you doing here Annalina?"

Nala was putting two and two together. It didn't take her long to realise Annalina and Simba had…had mated. Was that possible?
" Simba, I can't believe you." She blurted, " You mated with her?"
" Look Nala, it was so long ago. It happened when we were adolescences. And it didn't mean anything to me."
Nala was looking very upset, " What other things are you hiding from me Simba?"
" Nothing else." Simba assured him.
" Ah, that's where you are wrong Simba." Annalina told him, " Why-" she didn't get to finish her sentence because Nala pounced, pinning her to the ground.
" Look here Annalina. I want you to leave. Now."
" You can't make me leave Nala." Annalina replied stubbornly.
" Yes she can. Leave now and never return."
Nala got off Annalina, " Fine. I'll leave King Simba." Annalina started down but turned to face them, " But you haven't heard the last of me. And that's a promise."

Once she was gone, Nala glared at Simba, " What was she about to tell you Simba?"
" I honestly don't know." Simba admitted, " You're not mad at me are you?"
" I'm more hurt than mad." Nala said and went back into the den. Simba looked down and saw the other lioness leave the Pride Lands.
You haven't heard the last of me. Annalina's words tumbled around in his head