We Cudai entered the palace with an energetic stride, her heart swelling with joy. "La Galigo has returned! Our people missed him," she called, greeting those nearby. Yet, her happiness quickly faded as unsettling whispers reached her ears. Hushed voices spoke of La Galigo's new trouble: He was captivated by a mute woman from Ale Cina. Such an attachment was a profound taboo, a forbidden love. We Cudai's heart pounded with dread. "It cannot be! He knows it is forbidden," she murmured, a chilling premonition of the severe repercussions this defiance would unleash upon them all.
In the central hall, La Galigo stood with an arrogant air, his eyes gleaming with fierce ambition. "Do what is necessary to keep her safe," he commanded his guards. When one hesitated, mentioning Datu Patoto'e's higher law, La Galigo merely scoffed. "Who cares for laws when I am king?" La Galigo retorted sharply. "I am entitled to this happiness!" His defiant words hung heavy, leaving the guards exchanging bewildered glances, their loyalty clashing with ancient custom.
From a corner, We Tenriabeng approached La Galigo, her voice laced with deep concern. "You fail to grasp the consequences of your actions. Marrying a mute woman invokes Datu Patoto'e's wrath." "Do you truly see this love as a mere transgression?" La Galigo countered, unafraid. "I will not retreat simply because of tradition." His resolve was unyielding, his path seemingly unchangeable. We Tenriabeng shook her head, despair etched upon her face. "La Galigo, you are imperiling everything! We cannot fight destiny itself; its power is absolute." With a surge of anger, La Galigo declared, "Destiny is shaped by those brave enough to defy it. I will alter the course of history!" His ambition burned, convinced he held the power to rewrite fate.
Some guards, though heavy-hearted, reluctantly followed La Galigo's commands, their loyalty tested. As news of his forbidden intent spread through the palace, a palpable tension began to rise, casting a shadow over all. Outside, faint cheers adorned the night, yet within, We Cudai felt a profound unease. "Something must be done," she whispered, "La Galigo cannot make this mistake, or all will be lost." She vowed to save her brother.
Days passed swiftly, and La Galigo's resolve to wed We White only strengthened. His audacious plan now promised an inevitable, catastrophic clash with the very fabric of divine will. "My change is my path," La Galigo firmly believed, his conviction unwavering. Yet, the ominous shadows of Datu Patoto'e's wrath stretched long across the horizon, promising a reckoning for his defiance.