Alana's POV
On entering into the tribe’s land, I continue to walk down the memory lane as the others follow behind me, everywhere was the same as I had left it, I watched as the little children continue to run around everywhere with their little giggles and laughter echoing across the land: clearing out the murmurs and whispers of the elderly staring at us as we walked by.
“Who are these people?" I heard someone say,
“Wait... she looks familiar," another said, immediately drawing the people's full attention to us, “She is the princess."
“The princess, the one who abandoned us," I suck in a harsh breath at what the woman said, immediately brushing it off as we got closer to the tribe's hall, suddenly I began to hear soft whimpers, I look to my left and saw a young girl barely holding on
