Where the Royal Banner passed, there lay only the citizens who knelt to the Empire.
"The sun had just risen, its glorious rays ablaze, and thousands upon thousands of hills seemed to catch fire. In an instant, it ascended into the sky's boulevard, chasing away the stars and the waning moon."
Xiuolote's heart was a torrent of emotions. He was surrounded by tens of thousands of soldiers and knelt by tens of thousands of people; this was the rigidly hierarchical Mexica society, this was the taste of supreme power!
Under the Royal Banner, the young man was slightly intoxicated but soon became alert, regaining the clarity in his eyes. He then leaned forward slightly to look at the majestic Aweit. The latter's expression was as calm as usual, his eyes sparkling, and so he nodded inwardly.