Xiulote led his trusted aide, walking under the aromatic tree-lined paths.
The passing civilians all prostrated themselves to avoid looking directly at the Divine Descendant. The nobility of the capital city, on the other hand, bowed deeply and sincerely praised the distant figure. Exclamations and praises arose continually, accompanied by soft murmurs that spread across the capital like the humming of a swarm of bees.
Xiulote passed through the North City, and by the edge of the Tlatelolco's large market. He observed the orderly market scene, nodded slightly, and felt reassured. Soon, the group crossed over the long canal that divided the North City District from the main city area, entering the more opulent main city.
