"An official dispatched agency?"
The pope stopped his prayers in surprise.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The small prayer room fell silent again, just when the reporting priest thought the pope might have already fallen asleep.
"I understand, let's observe how it unfolds!" the pope resumed his position for the morning service.
"But Your Majesty..."
"Do not worry, Sister Catherine, since you have already converted to the Lord, you are a servant of the Lord, both in reality and in His kingdom; no one can question your identity anymore."
"Yes, Your Majesty... I'm not worried about that, I'm concerned that the Holy See's prestige might be damaged by worldly interests, especially by actual political powers."
"All glory and authority comes from the Lord and shall return to the Lord... The Holy See is merely a tool for serving the Lord, Sister Catherine. The Holy See needs no prestige, nor does it have its own stance or interests. The Lord's command is our everything."
