He pulled the scarlet robes over his head for the first time and the enormity of his situation hit him. The robes of a Cardinal, representing Sangre de Cristo, the blood of Christ. The lesson for the day was, be careful whose identity you’re stealing.
He kept watching for an opportunity to escape., but found none. Outside his “cell” he was never alone. He was not allowed to be alone. At least when he kneeled and pretended to pray he was left alone.
A thousand miles away, the former Cardinal was sitting on a beach and loving his new life.
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