"Scar. How have you been, my sweetling?"
"Do I know you, lass?"
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"Scar. How have you been, my sweetling?"
"Do I know you, lass?"
"Yes you do, sweetling. You married my grandson, remember? I prefer 'Highness' over 'ma'am', though."
Stilling, Nala stared blankly, her mind racing as she tried to piece together broken remnants of her memory. "I married your - Simba! You're Simba's -" Realisation seemed to finally appear in her features, and she bowed her head, as she had been raised to do so. "I apologize Your Highness. I didn't - you look awfully different."
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Confused, the shifter turned, coming face to face with a woman she - didn't quite recognise. "I'm sorry ma'am, do I - know you?"