Lolotabang shivered. It was not due to the cold air pressing against her skin, but because of the piercing gaze of that robust man. His eyes sent chills down her spine. Her pretty face turned
pale with fear. She tidied up her weaving kits in a hurry and went inside her house, slamming its door shut. Then she peeked from the corner of a window. The big tall figure
on the horse's back was still looking at her house. However, soon after that, he turned and rode away. The beautiful girl sighed with relief. Her face was still pale when her sister suddenly
appeared from the kitchen. “What’s wrong, Sister?” asked Biuqbiuq in wonder. She looked at her sister with a worried expression.