"Tidan, which year, which month, where were you born?"
"Uh... mighty God of Death, I was born on the 13th Stone Knife day of the Jaguar month in the Year of 7 Rabbit (July 1, 1486). I was born not far west of the Feathered Serpent Great Temple in Chichen Itza, in a village of the Kokom Tribe. Then, my parents sent to the Observatory to spend a day and night, to inherit the Heavenly Serpent divinity of the ancestors..."
"Oh? The 13th Stone Knife day of the Jaguar month in the Year of 7 Rabbit, that makes you about two years older than little Xiu Hua... Born at the Feathered Serpent Great Temple in Chichen Itza? That is indeed a Maya Holy Land for inheriting divinity!..."
Hearing Tidan's timid answer, Xiulote touched his chin, showing a hint of contemplation. He then smiled, pondering before asking.
"Tidan, you are from the Kokom family of Mayapan royalty. I rember, according to the tradition of Maya Divine Descendants, there's a need to elongate the skull and partially divinize the body... But you and your brother Tilan seem different, without those prominent marks of Maya Divine Descendants?"
"Ah? Divine skull and eyes?... Mighty God of Death, my father was always moving with the tribe, there was no ti to elongate my skull... Shortly after I was born, the Xiu Tribe sent a large group of samurai to raid our Kokom Tribe village... My father carried with the tribe through the dense forest, moving from one village to another... My mother could no longer walk, she kissed and handed to my father to carry. Then she stayed in the forest, never appearing again..."
Saying this, little Tidan lowered her head, her eyes red and tears began to flow. Little Xiu Hua blinked, gently wiping her tears with his sleeve.
"Oh! Tidan don't cry, don't cry!... When I grow up, I'll take you back to find your mother... Oh? Why are you crying more?"
"Wah wah! Mother's gone!... Father said she went to the Cotton God Tree and beca a cotton flower..."
"Ah! Tidan don't cry... I-I'll think of a way for you!..."
Seeing little Tidan crying with her head down, little Xiu Hua was unusually at a loss. He looked at his gentle father, then at his strict mother, tilted his head thinking for a while, then "tap tap" ran to the side of his father Xiulote. Subsequently, he hugged Xiulote's leg and looked up, using a weak, pitiful, and expectant look at his seemingly easy-to-talk-to father, pleading.
"Father, my good father! I want to ask you sothing..."
"Hmm? Son, what do you want?..."
"Uh... Father, Tidan doesn't have a mother anymore. She's very sad, I don't want her to be so sad..."
"Hmm?"
"Uh... Father, could you..."
Little Xiu Hua cautiously hugged his father's leg, glanced at his mother's expression, and then carefully lowered his voice, stood on tiptoe, and whispered directly into his father's ear what everyone could hear clearly.
"Father, Father! Could you... let mother be Tidan's mother too!... So Tidan would also have a mother..."
"Hmm!..."
Hearing this request from little Xiu Hua, Xiulote suddenly widened his eyes. He turned to look at Alisa who was similarly surprised, as a vague thought in his mind seed to suddenly beco clearer. He pondered for a while, then slowly squatted on the ground, leveling with his son under the gaze of his wife Alisa and Uncle Cacamatzin. Then, he asked seriously while looking into little Xiu Hua's clear eyes.
"My son, do you know what your request ans for the xican Royal Family?"
"Ah?... It ans... uh..."
Little Xiu Hua blinked, looked at his mother with furrowed brows, then at the nuanced expression of Granduncle. He tilted his head thinking for a while, and softly replied.
"Father, are you saying Tidan must join our xican Royal Family to call mother 'mom'?"
"Yes. Son, you're really smart... just like I was when I was young!..."
Xiulote nodded, recalling his childhood years in the Holy City Butterfly Palace, hidden deeply within his heart's tenderness. He lovingly reached out to rub little Xiu Hua's head, then looked at little Tidan with red eyes, a bit nervous, and softly said to his son.
"Son, every person is born carrying many responsibilities they are destined to fulfill, bearing certain fates destiny gives. The older they grow, the stronger they beco, the more they can change. But their responsibilities will also beco heavier, and fate will continuously press them..."
"Little Tidan ca to the Lake Capital City, ca here bearing her destined fate! She and her brother Tilan must be mbers of the Maya Royal Family, combining with mbers of the xican Royal Family. It is the fusion of divinity between two ancient royal families to inherit the responsibility to govern the xica-Maya world!..."
"Fusion of divinity? Is it like the fusion between father and mother?... Uh... I'm willing! Tidan is very smart and very nice to ..."
Little Xiu Hua blinked curiously. At his age, he couldn't understand the specific content of such fusion, he could only try to recall what he heard.
"Mother often says I'm smart and sly because I inherited father's divinity! ... And that divinity, is left in mother's body by father. That's why there's , the little mischievous Divine Monkey!..."
"Cough! Cough!"
Upon hearing this, Xiulote choked on his saliva, and Alisa blushed red with embarrassnt. Instead, Uncle Cacamatzin laughed heartily.
"Haha! You two have really educated your kid well! Such a young child can understand so much, which really saves a lot of teaching effort! ... Haha!..."
"Cough! Son, it's good if you understand, no need to say it out loud... Let formally ask you again..."
Xiulote patiently squatted on the ground, rubbing little Xiu Hua's cheek. Then, he asked solemnly, repeating every word seriously. This ti, he pronounced his son's full na.
"Xo Huawaltecalaquiaztli Sotel, have you truly decided to let Kekum Didan beco your wife, a mber of the xican Royal Family?"
"Ah! Father..."
Faced with such a formal father, little Xiu Hua beca tense. He looked to his side for help from his mother, but saw that she was even more nervous, watching the father intently. He then looked to Granduncle, who also showed a rare, serious expression with a slight frown...
"The Chief Divine bears witness! Son, it seems you are not ready to link your destiny with Tidan's destiny... that's the fusion of the xican Royal Family with the Maya Royal Family destiny..."
Seeing his hesitating son, Xiulote chuckled, rubbed his son's head, and was about to stand up. But little Xiu Hua pursed his lips, and his eyes showed a naive determination as he stretched out his small hand, grasping his father's hand firmly.
"Father!"
"Hmm?"
"Does Tidan have to... marry a mber of the xican Royal Family?"
"Yes. By coming here, she is destined for this!"
"Then... let her marry ! Let take care of her!"
"...! Son, are you serious?"
"The Chief Divine bears witness! Father, I am serious! Tidan is wonderful, I don't want her to marry soone else..."
Little Xiu Hua nodded his little head earnestly. Then, he turned around "tap tap" walked to little Tidan's side, extending his tiny hands to hold her small hands.
"Tidan, you once told the story of the Maya Cotton God Tree... On the Cotton God Tree, many Divine Birds reside, ruling a vast jungle land... The Chief Divine bears witness! I will be like my father, beco a tall Cotton God Tree! And you will be the first Izam God Bird to rest by my side!..."
"Ah! Heavenly Serpent Divine above... I... Xiu Hua..."
Upon hearing little Xiu Hua's naive proclamation, and feeling the tightly held hands, little Tidan blinked in bewildernt, tears inexplicably flowing again. She silently cried for a while, lowered her head, leaning on little Xiu Hua's small shoulder, truly reminiscent of a bowed Divine Bird.
"Chief Divine! He's only five!"
Seeing this scene, Alisa stared in disbelief for a mont. Then she suddenly turned around, fiercely stretched her hand out, and pinched Xiulote's cheek. This ti, she used all her strength, not holding back at all!
"Bad Monkey! It's all your fault!!"
"Xiulote! You deceived at the age of twelve! Now your son, only five years old, is deceiving another girl!... He's only five!!..."
"The way our son is! It's all your fault!!..."
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