((A IC, both characters played by me ML8991, between Bishop John Bourchier and His Holiness Pope Hardianus IV.))
The bright Italian air made a stark change to the biting atmosphere of Scotland and Iceland, as John landed in Rome, coming up the Tiber. John came as soon as the letter came through, It was a great privilege to be called to Rome by His Holiness for any a individual. He quickly disembarked the ship, and made his way to the Palace.
He was promptly greeted by a footman, who guided him to the Pope. They were prompt, and the man himself greeted John as he and the footman arrived. The man was very stout, his black hair beginning to grey around the edges, but he was in good health, unlike his father at his age. The Pope seemed to murmur a prayer, before he burst into a smile that could almost blind a monk a mile away, or so John thought. And so they began, John speaking in stilted Italian, in order to ease the Pope into conversation
Hardianus IV: Welcome my Son, to my holy city, I trust that your journey was well?
John Bourchier: Indeed it was Father, the seas were fair and I was able to reach you quickly after the letter arrived.
Hardianus IV: That is good to hear my son, I hope that you can join me for a walk
And walk the pair did, with the Pope learning much about the young Bishop, and the admiration that John had for the man grew and grew. They eventually returned back to the square, where the Pope called for John to listen and to kneel, and so John did.
Hardianus IV: I hereby annoint you, Bishop John Peter Andrew Bourchier, as Cardinal, should you accept this burden
John Bourchier: I do, your Holiness
Hardianus IV: Then rise, my Cardinal of Edinbourgh, Prince to the Holy Church, Servent to our Lord God.
And so he rose, now amongst the elite of the church. John bid the Pope well, and hoped he could met him again some time, before he sailed back to England, back to home.