"France's fierce ambitions toward Italy will keep igniting wars across the European continent! The ambitions of the French kings are not limited to a few city-states in northern Italy, but the entire peninsula!... Therefore, a few years from now, the Italian Wars begun by Charles VIII, King of France, will ultimately drag every surrounding nation into them..."
"And after Charles VIII passes away, the claims King Louis XII inherits over Milan and Naples will not only fail to end the Italian Wars, they will make the war expand! But Ferdinand II, King of Aragon, likewise has a claim to the Kingdom of Naples. The conflict between him and the two French kings is irreconcilable; they must fight until one side gives up its claim!..."
"So the Italian war between France and the Kingdom of Aragon is unavoidable! This will also drag the Kingdom of Castile into the mire of war! And this long war will exceed everyone's expectations, lasting a full half century and more! The death of each French king will only bring a temporary truce..."
Night lay deep, and through the open roof the river of stars could be seen. Xolotl drank fruit wine and sank into long contemplation. Seeing His Majesty lost in thought, the other three did not disturb him. Priest Mekat and the guard captain Ekat drank while speaking softly. As for Chiwako, the old Militia, he drank cup after cup of "blind His Majesty's sweet wine," staring up blankly at the stars.
"May the Main God bless us! This Italian war between France and Spain, close at hand... is also precisely the reason the Kingdom of Spain's official full-scale colonization and invasion of the Americas will be delayed for more than half a century!"
Xolotl pursed his lips, tasting the sweetness of the golden