Simba walked through the jungle. He knew he had to make a decision if he didn`t want to lose Nala and of course that was the last thing on earth he wanted....But to return to Priderock? Even after Nala had told him everything what was going on there. How his uncle led the land into dust, he couldn`t return. He wasn`t worth to be king - not after what he had done...How should he tell Nala or even his mother that he was the reason for his father`s death. It was all his fault...No one would accept that...It was his secret and in heart Simba was glad that his uncle seemed to keep that secret too. He easily could have told everyone what happened, but he didn`t.
It already got late and Simba knew that he needed to return before darkness, but then he also had to answer Nala...She waited for it.
But suddenly Simba heard a noise....a familiar one. Simba was confused. It couldn`t be true. But then Simba saw the old shaman of Priderock in front of him with the typical big grin on his face.