The alter faces west so the rising sun hits the cross just right each morning. The bejeweled cloth that lay over the alter sparkle and the room practically glows.
Along the Pews, Inside Church
priest
the empress
I am the ruler of three kingdoms. I am known for my feats of archery. I do not suffer fools.
I do not usually speak first to those who seek an audience, but I will make an exception for a man of god. I seek not an audience, just the god.  You do not? I had taken your demeanor and approach to my person to mean that you wished to speak to your ruler. I speak to my ruler everyday empress. Do you not? Enough word games, priest. If you seek divine rule, you must look no further. Anointed by god, I am flesh made holy. Empress, you can not come to my church and spew insults. I am well respected and the man of god. The idea that this is your church is laughable. It is god's house, and the wealth from my kingdoms paid for it. Do not blaspheme. You have not been saying your daily prayer, and asking for forgiveness have you? I certainly shows. Remove the beam from your eye before you examine the splinter in mine. I came to speak with god in his house and instead encountered a fool. Silly child. God has appointed me to run this house of worship. And I shall do his bidding for him. Do as you will, but remember that you are easily replaced. I have but to lift my hand and my guards will throw you in a dungeon. I have but to raise two fingers and a new priest will happily take your place.  You can not impeach me from this church dear empress, your powers have no meaning here.