
Originally Posted by
Oznerol
"My good Bishop of Exeter"
He gives Neville a ring to kiss.
"We have a task for you, noble George. The king wishes to be crowned as King of Ireland, per the own Irish peers' decision. But as you very well know, only a Pope can create a kingdom. As good children of the Church that we are, we must seek his approval; I can only trust this mission on you, Exeter. You and my nephew shall travel to Rome and manage to get His Holiness' acquiescence"
The cardinal's crooked nose menaced to cover his increasingly toothless mouth.
"There is also a matter you have to discuss with the Pope: Francis O'neill deposition and your own proclamation as Archbishop of York. Do not fail me with these, my noble and dearest Exeter. You shall receive a royal writ, demonstrating the King's support for all these... matters"