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 couldn’t help but giggle each time when I talked how the General led me to the library and tried to bribe me not to sneak out anymore. She brushed my hair and then secured my mother’s engagement hairpin at the side of my head. 


She was teary eyed after we looked into the mirror after I’ve worn the engagement dress that the General gave me this afternoon. 


As I’ve anticipated, it fitted me accordingly since my body seemed to be in accordance to the standard measurements. I think I took my body size from my petite mother.


My hair had been ironed out to tame all the frizz. A maid was dressing my hair with multiple ornaments that symbolized many things: golden leaves accessories for continuous prosperity and small rubies to ward off all misfortunes. My head became a nest of all these expensive jewels. I might as well pour all the contents from my mother’s jewelry box unto my head. 


Chapter 26: Procession