Exile!? She couldn't believe it! How could her father be so reckless!? He hadn't even cared to listen to the other version of the story!
"Kovu!"
Kiara ran from Pride Rock, calling out his name even though she knew it was useless. He would not be there... The young Princess stopped to rest upon a log, one that formed a bridge over the river, and, without thinking, looked down at her reflection. What she saw made her gasp. Was there only half of her? Suddenly an old memory made itself known.
"I'm not only the Princess, you know! That's only half of who I am!"
"Oh, uh... who's the other half?"
The other half... Yes... She hadn't be able to answer it then.
Now she knew.