Montgomery

"What's going on here?"

This voice came from a very young woman, about ten years old, as she slowly got off her ornately designed carriage and approached the prostrating Komodos.

Everyone turned to look at her. 

She had long flowing black hair, round black eyes, and red pursed lips that showed concern for the demi-humans. She walked towards them with grace and aplomb. If she had a book on her head, it wouldn't fall out even as she walked on rocky terrain—it wouldn't even wiggle.

If that wasn't enough to ascertain this young lady's background, then her personal effects certainly would.

Her dress was made out of very expensive red silk and fine linen adorned with gemstones around the hems of her garments. 

The carriage was also something that the Komodos only saw royals use extensively. Not only that, there was a whole fleet of supporting carriages behind her which was clearly there to escort this young lady to wherever she planned to go.