Hello ladies and gentlemen, wonderful readers. I'm currently experiencing some troublesome writers block. So while I try to figure out where to go from there, Cold Comfort is on hold.

Now without further ado, here's the first chapter to Royal Descend. Enjoy.

Princess Kiara returned her half sister to her mother before quickly leaving before she was stopped by their father who doesn't want her to venture away from priderock alone. But this was a most, showing her month old sister the Pridelands wasn't nothing. It's just today happens to be exactly two years since she met Haaken. A lot changed since then, her brother became leader of the Lion Guard, that no one heard of until a week after her meeting with the outsiders.

But there were a lot of things stayed the same. Her father was still as overprotective as always. But he let Kion run around chasing off jackals and hyenas. And her father was still withdrawn from her, only time they actually spent together was during lessons. The day she met Haaken, was the first time she ever done something besides sitting through his lessons. But that was short lived, now both her and her sister were being ignored.

Another thing that made the young golden orange lioness want to take a moment to her self was that her father bethroled her to a prince that was three or four seasons older than her and she was to meet him in a three months time. Even though she's the current king's oldest and she's going through a numberless amount of lessons to become queen. Her father doesn't believe in lionesses being crowned heirs, only a partner to keep the line going.

Princess Kiara was deep in thought that she didn't notice someone else was around until a bulky orange beige furred lion, a bit older than her parents, with a mane blacker than the night sky and the darkest of brown eyes.

The golden orange lioness stopped walking and stood with her chestnut colored paws separated, debating whether to run or fight. Wasn't her brother and his band of friends and a few of the young males of the pride were supposed to keep males out of the Pridelands? The male must of sense her confusion, and must of read her body language. Because a smile grew on his creamy muzzle,

"You have nothing to fear dear princess, unless you don't comply."

Don't comply? Kiara shook her head before narrowing her brown eyes that she inherited from her and her twin's maternal grandfather, Admiral Azhar. Who was once apart of the Pridelands fleet. "Who are you? Does my father know your in his kingdom?"

The large male bowed before looking at the princess with a new glint in his eyes. "I am Malvolio and your father is the reason why I'm here."

Confusion swelled in the future queen's being nor did she like the hunger look in his dark brown eyes. Kiara turned to run back to the pride, but the male-Malvolio was faster. He cut Kiara off, blocking her path. Kiara went to turn again but Malvolio tripped her, by grabbing her back leg, Kiara fell down hitting her chin on the dry ground.

Before she could clear her dizziness, she felt something heavy on her before she cried out in pain. All she could do was lay there as Malvolio put all of his weight on her. The pain from the intense mating was making her head swirl and her vision blurry, before everything went black she wondered why this was happening and when did everything go wrong.

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Prince Simba has particularly everything. He was the pride and joy of his parents. The kingdom adored him, he was a anchor for his fraternal grandmother. To top it off, he was even bethroled to the most beautiful female in the Pridelands.

The reason why Prince Malvolio hated the Pridelands future king. Like his youngest half brother he had been infatuated with the gorgeous peachy cream cub. But instead of his brother, who had a mere crush, he wanted Nala to be his. He lost to the golden heir, twice.

When Simba was believed to be dead, Malvolio tried to court the blossoming beauty but her heart belonged to the dead prince. Then he came back and married Nala. Had three cubs by her, the first one was born not long after the defeat of Scar. But was brutally murdered by Scar and Sarabi's daughter, Qzira. Who then went by the name Zira, she and him had a son that Scar deemed the chosen one.

But Zira was exiled and brought their son to the Outlands were she was planning her revenge.

Malvolio heard from some reliable source that Simba mated with Cana, a lioness that they all grew up with and one of his daughter's friends, Zuri. Who gave birth to his cubs out of the unlawful affairs. That's when Malvolio truly snapped, he set in his mind that if he couldn't have Nala...he have the next best thing. Even by force.

OC Name Meanings.

Cana- zeal, jealousy, possession

Malvolio- ill-will

Azhar- radiant, shinning, luminous, brilliant

Haaken- of the chosen