Lion King: "Master....."

The cold voice was like a sword cutting down the silence as the tall imposing woman started at him with her cold, commanding bright lime green, with glowing, yellow pupils held his gaze like an order, yet there was a slight softness to it from the busty King of storms

Lion King: ".... I see you truly are my Master, apologies i was simply reminded of it when i saw how unaffected you where by my presence.... Yes it's comforting in a manner"

Goddess Rhongomyniad spoke coldly yet softly as the Lion King moved closer to him, her long golden hair flowing down her more casual and revealing blue regalia under her white furred cape then her normal white armor

Lion King: ".... Master, just know that no matter what, my lance is yours, all so that your vision of humanity to come true"

While the cold king continued to seem so emotionally muted an odd detail showed her care.... the golden ahoge on top of her head was giving off a soft and slow wag.