The setting sun cast a slanting glow, painting the sky with picturesque reds and pinks. An eastward breeze carried the rich scent of blooming flowers.
After leaving the Montezuma Palace, Xiulote headed to his new home not far away. Walking through the zoo of wild animals, passing the city lake in the palace district, he arrived at a Priest Mansion topped with white stone and red tiles.
Not long ago, his grandfather had moved from Teotihuacan, and he had moved out of Aweit's residence to live here. Aweit had become quite busy since his accession. Apart from the first night when they had feasted together, they had hardly seen each other over the past few weeks.
In public, the King had to maintain a solemn and majestic demeanor, and Xiulote too had to observe the proper etiquette. If not for the adorable Alisa as a link between them, the two of them would probably have gradually drifted apart into a relationship of monarch and servant.