Batara Lattu, a handsome prince with flowing hair, gazed over his kingdom. He felt burdened by a destiny he wasn't sure he wanted. He possessed a charm that could silence any crowd, but beneath his captivating smile, a deep unease had begun to gnaw. Could he truly choose his own path, or would his family’s ancient lineage dictate every step he took? He yearned for a life guided by his own heart.
The night before the Manurung ships departed, King Batara Guru summoned his advisors to the palace council room. Whispers filled the air, held back only by the king’s presence. King Batara Guru began to speak, his voice firm but tinged with weariness, silencing all chatter. "We gather not for celebration," he announced. "Batara Lattu must find a companion to safeguard our royal lineage."
An elder advisor raised a hand. "Your Majesty, I propose his marriage to a sky kingdom princess. Their noble blood would strengthen Luwu’s prestige." King Batara Guru shook his head slowly. "No. Humans cannot marry those from the Heavens. That violates Datu Patoto