The great boat, Walen Renge, arrived silently, a colossal shadow on the river, carrying Sawerigading and his hopes for a peaceful union. Its immense size had completely obstructed the river's flow, drawing the astonished gaze of We Cudai’s dayangs who were bathing.
But even before he stepped ashore, whispers began to spread among the dayangs, twisting his image into something ugly and unworthy. "They say he is terribly ill-favored," one murmured, "hardly a suitable match for our beautiful We Cudai." Baseless prejudice quickly took root among them.
The malicious rumors, like a venomous current, soon reached We Cudai, who was known for her pride. Enraged and deeply offended by the notion of an unworthy suitor, she at once retreated to her chambers, locking herself away. She steadfastly refused to even consider meeting the man described as "dirty and crude."
La Togeq Langi', her trusted advisor, attempted to reason with the stubborn princess. "My Queen, you have not yet met him," she urged, her tone gentle yet firm. "Would you truly allow unverified rumors to dictate such a crucial decision?"
Despite La Togeq Langi's logical pleas, We Cudai remained unyielding. The damaging perception of Sawerigading had taken deep root, dimming any sense of duty. Her pride, wounded by the thought of a "dirty and crude" suitor, dictated her unwavering refusal to emerge.
Unaware of the growing prejudice, Sawerigading carefully prepared his proposal. He gathered countless precious jewels and magnificent silks from Ale Luwu, intending these lavish gifts to signify his sincere intentions and the profound honor.
However, his crew, sensing the mounting tension, expressed their concerns. "If they reject our friend, we could face war," one warned. Sawerigading, though, prioritized a peaceful resolution, stating firmly, "Conflict remains our last resort; we must first demonstrate our true worth."
Meanwhile, Datu Patoto'e, the esteemed leader of Ale Luwu, received news of the impending rejection. He understood the grave cultural implications. "Should they return our gifts," he declared with solemn authority, "it will be an undeniable act of war; we cannot simply stand by."
Across the river, King Laso Tempugi of Ale Cina convened his advisors. He acknowledged the grim reality: "If they return the gifts, we must prepare for battle." His subordinates agreed, ready for the certain conflict.
When the gifts were indeed returned, Sawerigading’s initial desire for peace shattered. The profound dishonor, a direct consequence of We Cudai’s stubborn prejudice, ignited a fierce resolve within him. "They have disrespected us!" he declared. "We must attack Ale Cina!"
With a heavy heart but unwavering resolve, Sawerigading rallied his forces. The solemn drums of war began to beat, their rhythm echoing the devastating consequences of prejudice and a single, unverified rumor. He led his troops towards Ale Cina, ready for the certain conflict.