The Dance of Divinity**

As morning sun cast long shadows across the Imperial Palace, illuminating the opulent corridors that echoed with the footfalls of both nobility and the newly empowered clergy. Emperor James stood by a large window in the imperial palace, his brow furrowed as he surveyed the vibrant city stretching far beneath him, the heart of the Nova Empire's . But such a beautiful sight had trouble brewing in it underbelly.

He could feel it in the air, the shifting tides that accompanied the arrival of bishops and high-level priests who now sought influence in religious efforts —a development that could either secure his regime or ignite a conflagration of dissent. James had already witnessed the implications of faith-driven politics unfold within the walls of his own elders council, an experience that lingered like a ghost in his mind.as some members like duke jacob had backed certain churches