Blazing sunlight fell from the zenith at the very top of the Divine King's Palace, illuminating the three-tiered pyramid-shaped palace, and also illuminating the shifting expressions and postures of the crowd. The layout inside the Divine King's Palace had all been precisely calculated and designed by the stargazing priests, to ensure that the sun's radiance, at noon in summer, would fall accurately upon the central, highest stone divine throne. That was the sun's divinity, bestowed upon the one and only divine king of the Alliance!
"The sun god, the God of War, the Main God of Guardian Deities, watches everything in the mortal world! The ancestors of the Mexica royal house are watching us as well!..."
Divine King Avet sat high upon the divine throne, heavenly light falling over his head, his gilded feather crown gleaming like the shining incarnation of a god. And in his arms, Little Xiuhua wore the same bright and vivid Chagall feather crown, his innocent eyes wide as he looked at his silent father, Xolotl.
"Grandfather, why do you want Father to salute me? I'm Father's son. I should be the one saluting Father, right..."
"Haaha! Xhuasotl, my grandson. You are your father's son, but even more, you are the Son of the Sun God of the Alliance! Right now, I am your father's divine king, and after I die, you will be his divine king!... You must remember this well: you inherit the sun's divinity of the Alliance royal house, and you are the sun destined to ascend to the highest place. So, this is why your valiant and loyal father must salute you..."
Avet smiled as he spoke, as though he were simply chatting about ordinary household matters, speaking of the Alliance's inheritance and deposition. Little Xiuhua blinked, unable to understand the deeper