Who is the rightful ruler of Ransang?

Book1: The General's Wife
The only daughter of Ransang’s President, countryside-bred Natalia Averona was arranged to marry the Capital’s General, General Randall Ferrer. This was to protect her from those who attempted to kill her when she and her mother almost burned to death from a fire believed to have been perpetrated by the Gionite Tribe.
Kept away from the public, she frequently sneaks out with her maidservant, Runi, and her childhood military officer friend, Lieutenant Marcial, to have fun that usually create rifts between her and the General’s domineering attitude. 
Everything changed when under odd circumstances, she learned of her glorious past where she might be the only one who could stop another looming Civil War between two ethnicities lead by two significant men in her life.


Book 2: The Gionite Queen
Queen Kulintang/Natalia's reign as Ransang's Head of State has been threatened with an assassination attempt and an abduction of the daughter of one of Ransang's tribal chieftains.
Aside from this, she and her husband, General Randall Ferrer, must satisfy their obligation to the throne by producing an heir.

Book 3: One True Heir
The succession of Prince Sinag as the next Head of State has been threatened by a claimant to Ransang's throne. According to the claimant, he is the first son of the last Gionite royal family. 
Aside from a claimant to the throne, Prince Sinag must also balance his obligations as a future reigning monarch and as a lover to a beautiful but unfavored heiress who sought him for help in claiming her fortune. 
Will he choose to rule or abdicate his right to the throne? Will he marry an intended noble lady for him or will he fight for his beautiful heiress to be his future Queen?

Ransang Chronicles is created by Miel Hontucan, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.


Ransang Chronicles

Runi, Marcial, and I went out of the mansion ahead. The tailoring shop that Marcial contracted for his suit since last month was only a few streets away, so we didn’t need to take any car. 


I was still grateful for Marcial for having rescued me from that situation a while ago wherein I could’ve blurt out disgraceful remarks against the General and that Flag Officer Kendra. I don’t know if the General was intentionally spiting me by introducing a stranger to be one of my bridesmaids. And that Kendra seemed to indulge herself in mocking me every second she could get. 


Chapter 24: Sleeves and Cufflinks