Bab 170: Chapter 102: Blood Ties and Guilt by Association

The sun had set, leaving behind a deep and covert night. Beneath the night that shrouded half the world, the many campfires of the brightest spot on the American Continent, the Lake Capital City, burned on sleeplessly.

The grand coronation ceremony had just concluded. In the palace district of the Capital City, the nobility lit fragrant incense, gathering for feasts, singing, dancing, and reciting poetry. The commoners of the community lit torches, coming together to pray and bless. And on the shore of the starlit Lake Texcoco, in the swaying canoes, were young men and women in secret trysts. They embraced, whispering to each other, gazing at the dazzling Milky Way in the medieval night sky.