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Naya had grown up surrounded by luxury: blankets woven with the finest threads, turquoise necklaces that shimmered like the sky, and dresses adorned with beads that jingled with every step. But there was something that not even all her father’s wealth could buy: true love. Every full moon, men from different tribes arrived at the camp.

Brave warriors, prosperous merchants, skilled hunters. They all came bearing expensive gifts and sweet words, but Naya saw the truth in their eyes. They weren’t looking at her. They were looking at the jewels adorning her neck, the fine furs covering the walls of her tent, the herds of horses grazing in the nearby hills.

One night, under a blanket of stars that looked like diamonds scattered on black velvet, Naya sat beside her father by the fire. “Father, I’m tired,” she said in a soft but firm voice. “Tired, my child, but you’ve barely lived 20 springs,” Tacoda replied without taking his eyes off the dancing fire.

“Tired of seeing men who only see what I have, not who I am. Tired of fake smiles and empty promises.” The chief remained silent. He knew his daughter’s heart well. She was pure as spring water, noble as the eagle that soars through the skies. “What do you wish to do?” he finally asked. Naya took a deep breath.