The Timawa's Daughter : A Tale of Power and Legacy
(raja of Pasig pov)
I sat in my chambers with my wife, Hara, surrounded by the familiar scent of incense and the soft glow of candles. We had summoned our trusted babaylan, seeking guidance on a matter that had been weighing heavily on our minds.
"Gat Lontok has asked for the hand of the Binukot from Tondo," I explained to the babaylan, my brow furrowed with concern. "We know little about this girl, except that she is said to be a Binukot, a sacred maiden. We wish to know more about her, and whether she is indeed pure and worthy of our son's hand in marriage."