Simba sighed after watching elsa leave. He knew she was overly stressed with running this kingdom. She needed help. And if she doesn't marry then the people will force her to share her power with other individuals and he knew that will lead only to more troubles down the line. He looked back at the throne chair. Centered place on a stone slab three steps up from the main floor. Powner leads to ambition, ambition leads to want, want leads to lies, lies lead to hurt, and hurt only ever leads to pain. The rest of the night he was ordering messengers about to ready supplies for his trip to catch the thieves.<br/><br/>The next morning Simba woke from a three hour sleep he allowed himself to take. He woke early morning so to make sure everything was going according to plan for the party. It was Elsa's big day and he wanted to make sure it ran smoothly as possible. Once he had time to spare he went into her chambers knocking before going in two hand maids were with him. milady I believe a party requires a hostess. " he said smiling removing the curtians letting the light of the sun come in through the windows.