Aiden stood in the palace war room as morning light cut through the tall windows. Maps covered the central table. Elizabeth sat to his right, her posture straight as High Priestess.
Lady Elara leaned over the opposite side, pointing at supply lines. Two new converts, former court scribes, added fresh reports on noble families still holding out.
"Show me the optimal site," Aiden said. He activated Goddess Vision. The room overlaid with blue grids. A lakeside villa ten miles east lit up in gold.
Projected Faith gain rates scrolled beside it: 320 per week at base, climbing to 520 with full staffing. A system chime sounded.
[Optimization Bonus: +15% efficiency. Seminary construction accelerated by two days.]
"Perfect," he said. "We move today. Elizabeth, prepare the anointing ritual. Elara, pull the list of potential recruits."
