Till the Pridelands End
Tamu sat at the top of Priderock, and looked out across the pridelands. The gold lioness breathed deeply and closed her green eyes. She loved the scent of the breeze after a rain. The midday sun beamed down on her through the rapidly fading clouds. Tamu’s happy mood was evaporating as quickly as the clouds overhead.
Tonight she was to be wed. During the reign of Queen Kiara and King-consort Kovu the tradition of betrothals had nearly died away. Young heirs would begin a courtship period after living through two rainy seasons and were expected to have chosen a mate by the end of their fourth rainy season. If the heir was unable or unwilling to choose the king and queen would select two candidates through various interviews and assessments. It was only after the heir had wed that they could take the throne. For the past ten generations this method had worked well, and only twice before now had an “arranged” marriage had to be done.