A Prince of Anahuac: A Histori-traditional Story Antedating the Aztec EmpirePorter, James A.
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A Prince of Anahuac: A Histori-traditional Story Antedating the Aztec Empire
Porter, James A.
Mexico -- History -- To 1519 -- Fiction
"Yes, I will give you time, Itlza--a few days, but I may not be
disappointed, for I have set my heart upon making you Queen of
Tezcuco--my queen."
Unobserved by the prince and Itlza, another person, a man, entered the
conservatory, hurriedly and expectantly, but, on coming near to where
they were, he heard the sound of someone talking, which caused him to
stop and listen. His position was screened from observation by foliage,
and, had he been so disposed, he might have remained an unseen listener
to what followed, but he did not. He recognized the prince's voice,
and, although he could not see her, he felt sure it was Itlza he was
speaking to. He caught the words, "for I have set my heart upon making
you Queen of Tezcuco--my queen," and they fell upon his ear like the
crack of a fearful doom. He waited to hear no more, but quickly turned
away and left the place as hurriedly as he had entered it.
Itlza gathered herself together for a final plea, and said:
"I would not seem unkind or unappreciative toward the dear friend of my
childhood, whom I esteem above all men, and look upon almost as one of
my own blood. You are like a brother to me, noble Hualcoyotl, but not
like a lover."
"You will yet learn to love me, Itlza. You shall remain in my palace,
and I will teach you," he rejoined, persuasively.
"Is there not someone else, O prince, more worthy and lovable than I,
who would be pleased to become your queen, whose love might be had for
the asking?" she pleaded, paying no attention to his persuasive tones.
Hualcoyotl was inexorable. He had resolved on a purpose, and was not to
be dissuaded from pursuing it to the end. He said decidedly:
"The King of Tezcuco may find others to love him, but not another to be
his queen. You, O Itlza, my first and only love, shall fill that place.
I am king--my word is law. I have said it. Be wise, O Itlza, in this
matter, and study to become the chief lady of the nation." As he
finished speaking he knelt on one knee, took her hand and pressed it to
his forehead--a mode of affectionate salutation, the kiss being
reserved for those who were endeared--after which action he turned
away, leaving her to the terrible realization of the hopelessness of
her love for Cacami, and the certainty of a compulsory marriage with
him, which death alone could prevent.
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