It had been two months since the defeat of Scar. The kingdom had quickly flourished. Blossoming under the new king's rule. The mother of that fantastic king sighed. It had been agonizing to learn that her only son was not dead. She was angry with her husband's brother for taking her husband, Mufasa, and her son, Simba, away from her. But thankfully Simba survived the stampede, were Mufasa did not. And had ran away to a jungle. Meeting two strange but very kind and gentle friends, Timon a mercat and Pumbaa a warthog. It still surprised Sarabi how friendly these two animals were towards her son and the rest of the pride. "Sarabi, may I ask you something?" Sarabi turned her head to see who spoke to her. It was none other than her best friend Sarafina. "Yes Saffy?" She asked quietly, her mind still on the events which happened over the last two months. "I was wondering if you think I should tell Nala about her father?" Sarafina asked. Sarabi looked long and hard at her best friend, she knew Sarafina was pained to speak of him. "Yes, I guess that she needs to know." Sarabi saw Sarafina sigh. How hard it must be for Saffy to tell her! She thought. Thank the gods she didn't have to tell Simba about his dad. Sarabi then went back to her own thoughts about both her husband and her son, whilst Sarafina walked towards the royal chambers.
Once inside Sarafina checked to see if Nala was in there, She was so Sarafina walked up to her and gave her a quick nuzzle before sitting down. "Hi mum, what's the matter? You look like something bad has happened and your breaking the news!" Nala exclaimed seeing her mother's eyes looking at the floor. "Nala I need to tell you about your father." Nala's heart skipped a beat. Was she finally going to learn about her father? And why everyone was so closed up about him? So many questions flooded her mind at once. "Your father, Nala was a kind and gentle lion, who would never hurt anyone deliberately. Where should I begin, first his name I think. His name was Mamba," should I tell her that her father was a user? Or should I tell her that he loved her a lot? Should I tell her the truth? Thoughts pondered in Sarafina's mind till she could take no more! "Nala your father never really cared about you and I, he only used me to get what he wanted from both Mufasa and I!" Sarafina said finally breaking the silence that surrounded them both. "What do you mean he used both of you, mum?" Nala asked her mother. "He first met me and just wanted to use me as some rouges do, not caring that it might result in a cub. And for Mufasa, he wanted to know if Mufasa was a great king and if he could challenge him. But he didn't challenge him because Mufasa was stronger than he was so he backed down and stayed far away from both Mufasa and I. When Simba was born your father came to me and asked me if I wanted to take a walk with him. I did, being so naïve and stupid fell in love with him and the next morning found myself feeling sick. I went to Rafiki and told me I was pregnant with you, Nala." Sarafina stared at the entranceway thinking of what to say next. Would Nala be able to cope with the fact that her father wanted her killed when she was born? Sighing once again Sarafina told her daughter that when she was born, Mamba wanted her killed. "He wanted a son to challenge Simba once both of them were older, he wanted me to start again. But I refused. He hit me but luckily I wasn't the only one in the cave. Sarabi was in the cave with Simba and defended both you and me. Then Mufasa came in hearing all the commotion and banished your father." Nala sat there dumb founded; Sarabi had saved her many of times but never saved her when she was in a life and death situation before. "Mum I'm going to thank Sarabi for saving my life!" Sarafina could only nod her head as she watched her daughter leave the cave and head over to the previous queen.
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