Chapter Sixty (Dane's POV) present Time…

"The Eastlanders have a temple in the Walsbour Mountain where they worship Selene…" Anastasios Martas started to say.

"I know the gods can be megalomaniacs sometimes but please tell me Selene has not grown fickle enough to trust the offspring of Gala with her weapon of war just because they praise and worship her!"

"No. She did not. The witches didn’t even have the knowledge of what she looked like but now they don’t only know, they have a sculpture of her — the exact image of Selene with her torch in the temple," he said, repeating himself so I would catch his meaning but I already knew what he meant.

"How the fuck would they know what she looks like? And her weapons of war?"

"Hekate thought it would be funny to possess the leader and give her the vision of what their goddess looks like. So they could see that Selene in all of her glorious beauty has horns. She invoked Selene's spirit through the witch's lips, passing the power in the torch to the caricature," Wulfgar Hawk suppl