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She followed him in her lion form, and was a bit sad that he did not eat the rabbit, but she understood that he wanted the pride to eat first. She followed him home, shifting forms when she came in. She shut the door, and walked to her sons room. She walked in, kneeling by the small cot and kissing him lightly on the head. He was fast asleep. She backed away and out of the room, shutting the door quietly. She then turned her attention to her husband, and laid down on the makeshift bed.

"I will go work with the prisoners tomorrow. I did promise to stay within the gates. I will keep my promise." She said, fatigue showing on her golden skin. She was tired, but had wanted to make sure he knew her plans to honor their agreement. She would do work within the pride home. She would not leave without his permission and him by her side. She would even try to help out with the sparring lessons. She would try to help in any way she could. Normally she did many queenly duties, but some of them required leaving the pride home. So she could not do those.

She did not sense the alertness in him. She was far too tired, though she did not know why she was so tired. She closed her eyes, almost instantly falling asleep. She couldnt understand why she felt so tired. Maybe she was exerting herself more then usual? She did not know, but in that instant she did not care. Of course, she only got about two hours of sleep before she woke up. Okay, now she was fully away. What the hell? She looked around, getting up. Still in human form, she went to go located her clothes which she had shed earlier. She puts them on, grabbing her dagger and putting it in its sheath at her waist.

"If Im going to be up, I might as well actually do something." She looked over to her husband, wondering if he was awake as well.

She nodded and smiled at him. "Promise." Walking out of the house, she shut the door quietly and went to go check on the guards at the tower. Climbing up to the tower, she was shocked. The guard. He was dead. She pulled the arrow out of him, and was quiet. She took the guards bow, and aimed. She looked over the side, and saw one figure in the distance. She pulled back and shot. Just like she had been taught. She then quietly climbed down, and had her dagger drawn. She went to an elite nearby and told him what happened.

The elites went to the doors, ready to defend the pride. She remained silent, however, not wanting to panic everyone if it was just one lone attacker. The attacker had used a bow, clearly. A single scout could have done that. And that scout was now dead. They would collect the body in daylight in a few hours. One came up to her. "My queen, should we get the king." She shook her head. "No. It will be handled, but...in a few hours. " For now, she would take care of things.

She turned her attention to the food stores. Walking to the storage area, she made sure the food was hidden well, then she left and made sure the prisoners were secure. There were only two prisoners right now. A could of well...lions, but not from her pride. They were rogues, who threatened her pride. Too dangerous to be let into the pride. They were going to be execute, but for now, they were prisoners.

Satisfied, she went back home. She entered the house quietly, not wanting to wake anyone. She went to her husband, speaking quietly. "There was an intruder. I killed him, but we will have to collect his body at daylight."

She had to resist screaming out when he jumped her. But it was an accident, and she was fine. But how had that not felt good. She gets up. "I went to check on the guard tower and noticed that one of the guards was dead. I grabbed his bow, and pulled the arrow from him. I shot the scout with his own arrow. I then went and got the elites. They are all up and on guard. All of them. But I made them be silent so that the pride would not get worried and start a panic." The last time someone cause a panic, people got hurt. And she was one of them. When people freak out, they start getting mean and they start pushing and shoving. She had a bruised rib from that event, but that had been all. She was not eager to repeat it thought, especially not with Conner around.

"Every things fine, I just wanted to make sure you knew." As she spoke, she got tired once more. " Why was she so back and forth? She shrugged, and laid down, curling up into a small ball. Its not like she's pregnant. Right? Wait. Right? What? But how...oh. Oh. Wow. Hmmm....

It was possible. They had slept together, and shifter pregnancies were not like humans ones. Werelion pregnancies were short, because they had to always be able to defend themselves. Aging its rapid until about six or seven as well. Its their species way of protecting themselves. So it was possible. She sat up, and thought to herself. "That first night we were together. How long as was that?" She asked, trying to remember. It was at least a week, but probably a lot longer then that. They had been rather physical the last couple of weeks. Probably because of the cold. The cold always brought people closer together. Seeking warmth.

She shrugged. "Its just...I haven't been this tired since I was pregnant with Conner." She stood up and went to open the window in the kitchen area. She looked out, just making sure everything looked okay and at peace. She was nervous, but only because of the arrow. It had been well made, but shed...felt like shed sensed something. Of course, if she is pregnant she could have sensed a sticking acorn for all they know. Lovely how that all words out, huh?

[[Its fine smile and sorry its short, I heading to dinner]]

She went to Conner's room, and picked the boy up easily, and ran all the way to Lyra's and stayed there with her and children. They actually, had a small little area under the home which lead to a tunnel, to escape if they had to. Thankfully, they would not have to. They held the children, but it was the Regina who stood ready to fight. And they remained as silent as death for hours, the children being very brave as they knew their loved ones were risking their lives. She was angry that shed had to stay, but also knew that her husband would be angry if shed fought. She moved, when the call was made that they were victorious.

She told Lyra to watch the children, as she ran out. She saw many injured, but an elite came to her with a smile. "How many did we loose!" She shouted, and the elite smiled. "Only two, and they were younger. But we need healers!" She nodded, and the gravely injured were taken to the center of the pride home and laid on the ground. But it was the king she went to first. She iced his wounds over to stop the bleeding. She then went to all of the injured, doing the same for them. But when she finished, she went right back to her husband, and kissed his lips, staying by his side. It was he who was attended to first by the healers

She had an elite carefully move him back to their home, where she could care for him in private. The others would be mostly fine, but they didnt need to watch the king like hawks. It might end badly if he woke up and panicked. Which she hoped would not happen. She was upset that she was fine and he was injured, but memories filled her mind of another battle, which had gone...quite the same way. She now knew what it meant. She was seeing the past. He would live. She smiled softly, and stayed by the bed in their room, waiting for the moment when he would wake.

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Relief flooded through her when he opened his eyes. It was a marvelous feeling to know the person you loved was safe and sound , in your arms. "Well, soon your son can take your place as king. " She was proud. "Conner was very brave. He was telling everyone everything would be okay. He even held one of the girls. But they all were very brave. They all held their small little weapons, and stood ready. " It was amazing. Although they were all so young, they had all been ready to fight to the death. That was the thing about the lions. They were born with this instinct to protect their own and to go down fighting. They did not believe in running away in fear or retreat.

She sat on the edge of the bed, and handed him a bowl of water. She had been watching him when he woke, and she still was watching him very carefully. She was exhausted, but she tired not to let it show. Conner was safe at Lyra's and he would stay here for the night. After all, everyone knew the king and queen would want to be alone while they treated his wounds.