"What will you name her?" Huara asked.
He walked to the center of the square and drew a line in the dirt with his heel. El Fundador
He looked out the doorway at the moonlit plaza, the empty granary, the cross that was not yet a church. "What will you name her
Then the governor turned away. He mounted his horse and rode out of the valley without another word. His men followed. The dust of their departure hung in the air like a question. the empty granary
"Yes."