As soon as those words left Simba's mouth, Scar grew a wide grin across his face.
"As you wish, me dear pri- I mean king. Come right this way."
Simba was led into the palace towards the throne in the center. Simba stared at it in amazement and turned to his uncle. He nodded and Simba pounced upon the thrown finding it very comfortable. "Pride Rock has nothing on this place," he purred.
As Simba got comfortable the hyenas got busy bringing in for Simba to eat. Simba had been a bit exagerative when he said he wanted a lot of food, being in such a kingly mood. But he didn't expect them to be so well prepared as they returned with more meat than he could fathom. A single hyena would drag in a gazelle or zebra body while a team of at least five worked together to bring in hippos.
"What is all this?" asked Simba surprised.
"What you asked for," explained Scar. "As a king you should only eat the finest food and as much as you like at that. Please, help yourself and if there is anything else that you require don't hesitate to ask."
"That will be all for now," was all Simba could muster before digging into the closest zebra caucous. It was a fresh kill so the meat was very tastey. So much so that Simba didn't bother to ask where Scar got it or how he got so much. Such thoughts would have surely made him suspicious of this whole situation, but his hunger only made him think of satiating it.
He had barely gone through half of the zebra before he stopped. He didn't normally eat so much as the Pride had to share the food fairly and limit the amount of food they gathered. It was to keep the balance, but Simba was still too young to fully understand what that meant. All he knew was that, this was one of the most satisfying meals of his life. His normally trim body had a small bulge from all the food he had eaten.
"Thanks, Uncle Scar," he said merrily. "That was great, but shouldn't we be heading home soon? My mom and dad must be worried sick by now."
"Are you sure?" asked Scar.
"What?" replied Simba, surprised that his uncle would bring something like that up.
"Oh, forgive me. I meant, are you sure you are finished eating?" Scar didn't mean food the first time he asked Simba. Scar figured that his parents were worried about him, but there was no way they'd think he ventured all the way here to find him and it was beneficial to his plans to plant a bit of doubt in his heart. "Surely, you wouldn't want to stop before becoming completely full."
"Well, I may have a bit more room, but mom always told me eating too much isn't good."
"No. No. You need food to grow. You are the king after all. Don't you want to be a mighty king?"
Simba absorbed Scar's words and quickly picked up where he left off. He managed to finish the rest of the Zebra much to both his and Scar's surprise. Simba never felt so full in his life, and only his desire of being a great king pushed him to eat so much. Scar craddled Simba and placed him on his throne to rest.
A few hours later, Simba awoke and found himself still in the palace. The zebra he had finished had been removed and nobody was around. Simba got to his feet, not noticing his meal had digested and his stomach barely visibly dripped down an inch. As Simba stretched his legs he moved over to the food. He wasn't hungry, but he was just amazed that it was all there for him.
"Hungry again?" asked Scar, entering the room.
"Uh, no thanks," replied Simba. He answered a bit nervously. For a moment he almost felt like his uncle was some intimidating beast, but he figured he was jumpy from being somewhere new.
Scar took a moment to think. He could encourage Simba to eat more. A few sweet words and the brat would surely obey him, but it was still too early to predict what Simba would do. Simba might decide to leave if he pushed him too much. Above anything else he needed to keep Simba overnight. If he could do that then everything else would fall into place.
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