She muttered something indistinct, her voice coarse. It's been three years since she's banished and they suddenly want her back?

Is it wrong wanting to go back? She definitely thought so.

The late afternoon sun was beating down on her making both her amber and hazel eyes glint. While he stayed beneath shade.

They stood in front of each other face-to-face. She looked at him with a lingering expression of thought. He gazed back with wide-eyed innocence and beneath it she could still see the same friend she used to run around in mud with, her best friend.

"Are you going or not? Cause I've been standing here watching you make faces."

She chuckled with exasperation and exhaled. He smiled.

"Fine."