Mira and Jia Hao sat on the rock carved thrones meant for the lion king and his queen situated at the top of a large hill-like structure rock which gave a decent view of the pride land. Mira could see so many heads. So many faces of those who stayed below the hill and so much land in its vastness that she almost got sick. Her stomach churned.
Jia Hao reached his hand out of his throne handle and placed a hand on Mira's. "Breathe." He told her. She swallowed and nodded then proceeded to take deep breaths. He always noticed these things so quickly and it was nice yet fascinatingly alarming. Like he saw right through her. Maybe way too much. She wondered if he saw enough to know she had a system.
[Don't be gullible, host!]
Mira's face flattened at that. She refocused her attention ahead.
