Honestly, Teomitl wanted to kill her. She’d manipulated him into breaking Mihmatini’s heart, hurting Acatl—gods, he’d been ready and willing to break the world, just because she’d told him it would all come out right in the end. That it would be worth it to be able to steer the Empire on a better course, even if the people he loved hated him. That he would only be useful and worthy of their mother’s legacy once he was crowned. Yes, he would have been very happy to kill Chalchiuhnenetl with his bare hands.
But he kept thinking about Mihmatini’s steady gaze and the bitter sorrow in Acatl’s eyes. They had only barely approved of his plans to kill Tizoc, who was a danger to them and to the Fifth World. They wouldn’t approve of that.
On the other hand, if his sister just happened to die in her sleep...well. Fate could be so cruel.
Obsidian & Blood, Teomitl & Chalchiuhnenetl
Honestly, Teomitl wanted to kill her. She’d manipulated him into breaking Mihmatini’s heart, hurting Acatl—gods, he’d been ready and willing to break the world, just because she’d told him it would all come out right in the end. That it would be worth it to be able to steer the Empire on a better course, even if the people he loved hated him. That he would only be useful and worthy of their mother’s legacy once he was crowned. Yes, he would have been very happy to kill Chalchiuhnenetl with his bare hands.
But he kept thinking about Mihmatini’s steady gaze and the bitter sorrow in Acatl’s eyes. They had only barely approved of his plans to kill Tizoc, who was a danger to them and to the Fifth World. They wouldn’t approve of that.
On the other hand, if his sister just happened to die in her sleep...well. Fate could be so cruel.