Hernan and his soldiers face a sophisticated and unfathomable people. An interpreter who knew their language would be worth her weight in gold. And if beautiful, she'd be a weapon of changing history power: Malinche, Marina, Malintzin.

Cristóbal de Olid could be the only man capable of resisting Cortés, but in times of war, love makes him vulnerable.

Not everyone believes Hernan and his men are gods. Xicotencatl is the most hostile leader towards Hernan, but the perspective of finishing his Tenochtitlan enemies is very tempting. What decision will the warrior prince of Tlaxcala take?

What shadow cast the steps of Hernan towards Tenochtitlan, a city that made the greatest European capitals of the time pale in comparison? How much destruction entailed the creation of a new world? Only someone could tell the story: Bernal.

Despite the pleadings of his warriors to attack Hernan, his resemblance with Quetzalcoatl burden the religious Moctezuma. Are they gods? Are the prophecies being fulfilled? What to do, when misfortune comes, the way it has been written?

Hernan has to fight far away and leaves his bravest man in command, in spite of Marina's opinion. Under the leadership of impetuous Alvarado, the Mexica and the European views clash, jeopardizing everything Hernan has conquered up to now.