The Young Pope, sitting in the Apostolic Palace in the Vatican, had just finished most of his paper work he had to shuffle and puffle for the day's agenda, being the Pope didn't ony require spiritual authority on the Christian faithful believers but the person of such high importance in the hierarchy also had to deal with the duties and honors bestowed on a secular ruler's. The Young Pope although considered by many as holy and pure as possible, wasn't in any case a so-called perfect man. Everyone including himself knew that it was that kind if reality God had chosen for them and one had to just accept the many crosses of burdens one had to carry throughout one's life and all. That's what his holiness was thinking while taking a quick smoke in the Apostolic Palace even though it was technically forbidden, a regulative rule set in forth motion by one of his predecessors, St. Pope John Paul II 'The Great'. But alas as he reflected, these devious little things are so alluring and the taste is hard to simply skip...if his old Achkaerinese friend and mentor Bishop Martin Deed would have seen this sinful act taking place...or even Sister Arilda....Heaven's forbid what would occur next. Luckily they weren't there...for now. After a small moment of toxic indulgence his holiness looked once more at his watch, the time indicated that the state visitative delegation from one of the most faithful Christian countries as well as controversial relations, the EF, would finally arrive. "Right...time to embark on the 'Smiling Old Man' role hehehe, this'll never get old and will be with me until my last breath." he muttered or himself.
A few hours had past before the Pope and some of his most government officials were with him in one of the countless terminals of Celestis International Aiport where they would receive the EF Preident and his entire entourage. The rest of the agenda included the continuation of formal discussions taking place in the Apostolic Palace, an exhange of gifts and wise words before eventual dinner. The Pope had to also see through with the plan regarding the President's tour of the country, although he wouldn't attend much considering the amount of work it befell on the Holy See, he entrusted it mostly to his experienced people. "Excellent" TYP said as the President's aircraft was incoming, and as was expected a ceremonial unit, this one of the Guardians, struck up the band as the trio waited for the President's arrival, preparing to also play respective nations' anthems. It was expected that the Imperial Family would dine with them later.
