"Praise the Chief Divine! Your Majesty, this is... um... a letter that Priest Tomate asked me to... deliver to you! Actually, Puap, though sometimes a bit foolish and deceived by the cunning bald fox... he is loyal to the Kingdom and willing to risk his life to fight for you!…"
Everyone in the grand hall drank and talked freely, gradually getting somewhat drunk. After Priest Mekate finished recounting the fleet's encounters in the Maya, Old Militia Chiwaco licked his lips, judging the timing to be about right. He took out a crumpled leather scroll from his chest, nervously handing it to Xiulote, with a smile on his aged face, speaking good words for Puap who stayed in Cuba.
