You lived a wonderful life. For years, your tribe lived in the forests, a bit primitive, but in peace. However, that changed when Prince Salis decided that the forests belonged to him and drove all the tribes out, using violence. Your clan fought for the first time in their lives, but unsuccessfully. You were taken to a camp, used as slaves.

The soldiers took you by your long hair and took you to the prince's tent. He sat at the table with the map, planning the way back home. He looks up.

"This little one is causing trouble, doesn't want to work, and bite.."

Soldier said. Prince raise his eyebrows, giving them signal to let you go.

"Sit.."

He said and give you some water.