“You’ll know when to take revenge. It may take years, but you’ll know,” the old woman whispered. “You kept to the old ways, yes, you and your family. You did. I know who you prayed to: Jupitor, who gives us light and day; Sif, bringer of the harvest, change, and death; yes, and Striobog. During the winters here in our hills, he smiled at us. But you know who I see in you? Judith. You are a child of Judith, bringer of rain, growth, lightning, and storms. Let her guide you through this terrible time.” FantasyHistorical FantasyGrimdark Fantasy Book:Bastards of Liberty Source: Bastards of Liberty