ix. Kovu, Daughter of Scar

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NINE KOVU, DAUGHTER OF SCAR

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NINE KOVU, DAUGHTER OF SCAR

As a grand celebration of Ben's coronation, an event was organized in accordance

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As a grand celebration of Ben's coronation, an event was organized in accordance. Family Day, it was called. The family of every student that attended Auradon Prep was invited to join for the afternoon. Drinks, refreshments, and music played loudly in the gardens. Everyone dressed in some of their best pieces, mingling, eating, having fun. It would be a good and happy day for all if the five exchange students from the Isle of the Lost had their own families come to visit, but of course, that couldn't happen. Evil had no place in the land of good.

Kleo tried to make the best of the afternoon. Besides, Chef Kronk and Mrs. Potts outdid themselves with the spread. Kleo made a beeline for the spinach creampuffs, loading her plate with the delicious entree. Everyone around her bopped to the appreciative rendition of Ben's version of 'Be Our Guest'. Jay and Carlos paid no mind as they went crazy at the chocolate fountain, dipping their tongues and drowning whatever they could find in it. Mal nursed a plate with a mountain of strawberries, while Evie held Dude, Carlos' dog, and nibbled on strawberries from Mal's plate.

Stuffing down another creampuff, Kleo briefly looked up from her plate. The mischievous eyes of a little boy smiled back at her from the other side of the table. Quirking a brow, the little boy giggled and disappeared under it and appeared on her side.

"I've been looking all over for you!" he excitedly exclaimed. He was dressed in a very familiar set of clothes, something she recognized the rest of her family wore before imprisonment. Now it's stuffed at the back end of their closets. This little boy must be a member of Simba's Pride.

"Go away, whoever you are," groaned Kleo, biting into another creampuff. The little boy didn't budge, just rocking back and forth on his feet, like he couldn't contain his delight. Who was this kid?

"We should play!" he exclaimed, snatching her hand. "It'll be fun. I'll get Kiara to join us."

Kleo sucked in a sharp breath. Although she didn't particularly care for her cousin, Kiara's talkative nature and clinginess were a problem, it wasn't like she was opposed to hanging out with her. Kleo just thought today would be a nice break from her while she busied herself with Simba and Nala, wherever they were. Hopefully far, far away.

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