Well. Yes. [She profits off of God's power won through belief. It's important for the people to believe that He is perfect. Honest, good, kindly, powerful.] The truth hardly ever matters, kitten. That's another thing you learn when groomed to rule.

[She looks at him, a bit amused.]

My bone hand? My hand made of bones? The golden shiny one? Honestly, can't a woman have a bone hand without a horde of people asking about it. [She tuts.] Hurts my feelings.