𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐈: Rᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ PH Bᴏᴏᴋ {Cʜ}

📖 + 💋|Katipunan's Bi panic #2

She examines Katipunan, analyzing every inch of his being. Eyeing every similarity he has with his sister. Soft features, a tiny waist, and soft long hair. His hair is a little shorter than his twin's, but that's easy to cover up by just saying that he had it cut.

"Very well."

Katipunan flinches, "e-EEEH???! Mother! I-" his mother took just one glance at him and it was already enough to shut him up.
Katipunan sighs before glaring at his sister who only stuck her tongue out at him, quietly teasing him.

Katipunan huffs before bowing to his mother and leaving.

~ * Two days later * ~

"HmPf-!" Katipunan grips the edge of the table as his sisters help him dress up for the pamamanhikan, squeezing his ribs with the corset that his sister was given.

"Now now darling, your brother's going to suffocate if you squeeze him so tightly. Loosen it up, he already has a tiny waist anyway." Their mother advised as she takes a long sip from her teacup while looking out the window.

"A-aray! Ate!" Katipunan growls but was responded with a harsh pull on his hair as his other older sister fixes his elbow-length hair.

Soon after, he was done and is being lectured by his mother on how to behave in front of the Russians. "Now, if there's one thing that they appreciate the most, is it's how someone could handle their alcohol. Think you can survive one bottle?" Katipunan nods as he uncomfortably shifts in his seat.

He could no longer argue with his mother. Everyone knows that whatever she says, goes. Not even his father could rescue him for this.

A day later, they finally arrived and were escorted to the palace by the use of carriages.

:KATIPUNAN:

I fell asleep during the ride, so when I woke up, I was surprise and overwhelmed by the amount of people waiting at the gates.

I gulped and clenched my fists, anxiety rushing over me like a tidal wave. I start breathing heavily. For some reason the corset became tighter and I'm suddenly unable to breathe.

Kumalma ka lang Kati..kalma lang. Kalma lang. Para ito sa kinabukasan ng inyong kaharian... Kinabukasan ng iyong kapatid.. kaya kumalma ka lang kung ayaw mong mahuli..

Paano niya ba 'to gagawin? Paano niya ba hinaharap ang mga ganitong okasyon?...

I take a deep breath, this time calming myself as I try to envision on how my sister would act in an event as such as this.

She wouldn't...express or say anything about it.

Now that I think of it... Katipunan hates weddings and marriages

[A/n: yes, he and his sister have the same name. Just like how female France and male France have the same name. But we'll be referring to her as Urduja]

Did she...did she fake being sick so I could take her place instead?!!? URGH! THAT SLY LITTLE RAT! She'll pay for this once I get back!,
I huff out in anger and crossed my arms, leaning back as I wait for the carriage to stop.

Once the carriage stopped, someone opens the door and holds their hand out for me to use. I sigh and held the man's hand. Good thing my mother forced us to learn other languages. If it weren't for those lectures I would have definitely gotten a nosebleed by now.