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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.
The flames of the fire were reflected in her dark eyes, filled with determination. “I want to find true love, but not as the chief’s daughter. I want someone to love me for who I am, not for what I possess.” “And how do you plan to achieve that?” A mysterious smile appeared on Naya’s face. “I’ll go to the nearest village.”
I will dress in simple clothes. I will live like ordinary people, and that way I will know who has a genuine heart. Tacoda watched his daughter with a mixture of pride and concern. It was risky, but he understood her longing. “It’s dangerous, Naya. The world can be cruel to those who seem to have nothing.” “I know, Father, but I prefer to face cruelty with the truth than live comfortably with lies.”
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