Chapter 16: The Future

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"Look at you, mon précieux petit prince!!!" Nala cried out in pure joy while holding Saka in her arms. In infant prince of Outremer giggled and reached out towards his grandmother's face.

Rani smiled immensely seeing this but soon turned her attention back to her baby niece, who rested in the Queen's lap. Kiara sat directly across from her with a baby boy in her lap.

"Are you sure they're not identical twins? I'm not sure I can tell them apart?" Prince Simba II asked while looking at his two cousins.

"Simba, be nice. Your cousin Sarabi is a beautiful little girl and your cousin Mufasa, a strapping little boy." Vitani said in a slightly stern tone.

"Right, and which is which again?" Kiara said, earning giggles from her two sisters-in-law.

"I can't believe I'm visiting with two queens and a Kaiserin!!!" Binga almost yelped while holding her swollen stomach and sat beside a pregnant Afia.

"The Kaiserin. There are many Queens, but only one Kaiserin." Kiara corrected.

"Easy, my cousin is nearby." Rani giggled.

"Right, the Aurevitas never liked the Germans using the title Kaiser." Vitani chuckled. Nearby, Kovu and Kopa sat with Alexios, Baliyo, and Surak.

"Twins right from the start, you're quite blessed, Kovu." Kopa said while patting his brother-in-law on the shoulder.

"Děkuju, I'm just glad we had them before making our pilgrimage out here. Also, sorry I couldn't help with the Crusade to Aurevitas earlier either." Kovu smirked intensely at Alexios, who glared at the Kaiser.

"I didn't need a German pretender who dares call himself Emperor in my holy capital!"

"I'm Bohemian, not German." Kovu corrected.

"Does it look like I care! Your ancestors overran the western half of my Empire centuries ago, and you think to distinguish yourselves by thinking your Kingdom is part of the Aurevitas Empire."

"I am the Emperor of the Western Aurevitas Empire. His Holiness crowned me himself in Rome. The Empire was divided into two Emperors by Constantine himself. I'm just ruling the western half." Alexios continued to growl.

"For a man who hates us barbarians so much, you were happy enough to accept my brother's hospitality for so long and my help taking back your capital and deposing all the other pretenders." Kopa said.

"Well, a wise Emperor uses all the resources at his disposal, even barbarians."

"You're calling your new bride a resource?" Baliyo said with a smirk. Alexios turned slightly pale and frantically looked around, but to his relief, Flieur hadn't heard that last bit.

Flieur was the oldest daughter of King William, still only eighteen years old, but a black-haired beauty in her own right. She'd accompanied William alongside her younger brother Louis, where William offered her up as a bride to Alexios.

Flieur sat with Nala and Nirmala, catching up with her father's cousin.

"How exactly did William convince Alexios to take her as his bride?" Baliyo whispered to Kopa. The Plantagenet Prince/Navarrese King barely contained his laughter.

"Well, Flieur actually did most of the convincing herself. Don't let her appearance deceive you. She's definitely William's daughter." Baliyo nodded with a growing smile.

"Good, my cousin will need a strong Empress. Speaking of marriages, we just got word that Hasira has married the daughter of one his leading noblemen."

"Really?" Alexios asked.

"Yep, they got married in their capital just last week."

"So he's completely driven the Sonn out?" Kovu asked.

"Mostly, there are still a few holdouts here and there, as well as the tribes back in the steppes. But overall, the Persians are free and ruled by their Shah."

"I still can't believe Hasira agreed to let Radcliffe get taken back to Europe. How is he doing, by the way?" Baliyo asked Kovu.

"Well, the brothers of Saint John told me he's under close guard in Vianna and serving the sick daily. If he finds Christ, who knows, but we can hope."

Kopa nodded and sat back and relaxed a little. He looked around at the Kingdom of Outremer's leading noblemen and women, who all eagerly joined in with the noble guests. Prince Rune, Count Vegter, Balian de Ibelin, Baron Advik, Patriarch George. However, two Kings were still nowhere to be seen.

Instead, Simba stood inside the Church of the Holy Sepulcher and stared at the statue of his father. He almost trembled while raw emotion-filled the King's face, barely keeping tears in.

"...........The whole family's here, father. Everything turned out alright. Your life's work in France and Outremer is preserved. Our family rules France and Navarre now, plus Outremer. I know you'd be proud." Simba then turned to a new gravestone and statue recently built beside his father's.

"Kopa, brother. Thank you for standing beside me and my son." Simba finally broke out into tears and felt a strong arm wrap around him. Kion hugged his father, fighting back the tears in his own face as he stared at Kopa's statue.

Simba and Kion remained in their embrace before leaving the graves alongside his Guard. From there, they joined the others, all the while Mufasa and Kopa smiled, watching them from paradise beside someone else, someone too who once lived on earth and came as a poor carpenter.


Author's note


Thus ends the story, I hope you guys enjoyed it!

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