He bowed to Changa. "I give up my kingship to someone worthier. Someone loyal and true. I don't deserve to be king. I'm too gullible. But you... you're the best thing for our kingdom. Have fun." Changa stepped back. "Me... king? But you're oldest. It's really your throne." "Take it. I don't care." Changa saw that he was honest. "I... I understand. When you are ready, you can claim your throne." They finally had found an agreement, and were equal. They roared to the Pridelands to show this.
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