Semua Bab The Timawa's Daughter : A Tale of Power and Legacy: Bab 31 - Bab 40

(raja lontok's pov) I watched Dayang Kalangitan from afar, my heart aching with longing. I had been observing her for days, and it was killing me to see her struggling to cope with her grief. She was strong, but I could see the pain and vulnerability in her eyes. As I watched, she sat on the throne, her expression firm as she attended to the affairs of the kingdom. But then, her advisor approached her, and I saw the tension in her body. She was trying to be strong, but I knew she was still grieving. The advisor spoke to her, and I saw the frustration in her eyes. She was trying to assert her authority, but the advisor was pushing her to remarry. I knew that she wouldn't be swayed, but it was hard to watch her struggle. As the advisor left, I saw Dayang Kalangitan's composure slip. She tried to hold it together, but her emotions were simmering just below the surface. And then, she fainted. I felt a surge of worry and instinctively took a step forward, wanting to rush to her s

(lontok's pov) I watched Dayang Kalangitan from afar, my heart heavy with guilt and longing. I had left her once before, and now she was struggling to maintain her rule and protect her kingdom. I felt a pang of regret for not being by her side, for not being able to support her and protect her. As I watched, I saw Elder Gambang intervene, his presence commanding respect and attention. He defended Dayang Kalangitan's right to rule, and his words seemed to calm the situation. I felt a surge of gratitude towards him, knowing that he was looking out for my wife's well-being. The babaylan's words hung in the air, announcing Dayang Kalangitan's pregnancy. I felt a jolt of joy and excitement, knowing that I was the father of her child. But my joy was short-lived, as I knew that I would have to leave her again soon. The full moon was approaching, and I knew that my time was limited. I would have to return to the afterlife, leaving Dayang Kalangitan to face the challenges ahead without

(Elder mambang pov) I was consumed by the demands of taking over the palace, ensuring that the kingdom's affairs were running smoothly and efficiently. But despite the long hours and endless meetings, I always made time for my daughter. I visited her every day, checking on her well-being and making sure that she was comfortable and happy. Im not seeing lontok's where abouts this past days too as if he vanish in the thin air- well maybe he already goes his journey to the afterlife. as the days passed, I began to notice that something was amiss. Dayang's tummy wasn't growing bigger, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. I knew that the nobles would be watching her closely, waiting for any sign of weakness or deception. And sure enough, the whispers began to circulate. Some of the nobles were questioning whether Dayang was really pregnant, or if it was just a ruse to protect her reign. I could feel the doubt and skepticism emanating from them, and I knew that I had to do so

(Lontok's pov) I stood beside Alingat, gazing out at the tranquil lake of the afterlife. The water's surface reflected the lives of the living, and we could see Dayang Kalangitan, my beloved wife, going through a challenging time. She was in labor, and the palace was abuzz with excitement and nervousness. Alingat's eyes were filled with concern as she watched her daughter. "I hope everything goes well for her," she whispered, her voice barely audible. I nodded in agreement, feeling a sense of helplessness. We couldn't intervene, couldn't be there to support Dayang in her time of need. All we could do was watch from afar, our hearts filled with love and worry. As we watched, Dayang gave birth to a healthy baby boy. Alingat and I exchanged a glance, our eyes shining with joy and pride. But our happiness was tempered by the knowledge that we couldn't be a part of our child's life. "Look, Raja Lontok," Alingat said, pointing to the lake's surface. "The child is blessed by the anitos.

(Dayang pov) I sat in my chamber, cradling my baby in my arms, feeling the warmth of their tiny body against mine. The babaylan, a wise and revered spiritual leader, entered the room with a solemn expression. I sensed a weightiness in her demeanor, a gravity that commanded my attention. "Dayang Kalangitan," she began, her voice low and measured. "The anito have spoken. You are to lead the Kingdom of Tondo once more, alongside the Kingdom of Pasig." I felt a jolt of surprise, my grip on my baby tightening slightly as I processed the babaylan's words. But it was nothing compared to the shock that followed her next words. "The anito declare you the rightful heir, descendant of Lakan Timamanukum, the founder of Tondo Kingdom. Your lineage is pure, and your claim is just." I stared at the babaylan, my mind reeling. My father, Elder Gambang, had always been open with me about our family's history, but I had never known about a connection to Lakan Timamanukum. "But...my mother," I stammer