Julius sat upon the Papal throne with his head held in his hands. Since the attack that claimed the lives of the College of Cardinals, he had been on edge. Believing that his life was in the hands of the heretic who sat upon the German Throne. If Berengar could so easily sneak a man into the Holy City and annihilate its leadership with a single attack, then surely he would not live for much longer.
He had prayed to the Christian God for revelation on how to defeat his enemies, and yet the heavenly father had been utterly silent. He doubted if the Lord God Almighty actually saved him, or if his survival was a mere fluke. Though the Crusade was progressing in the favor of the Catholic Church, the enemy had regrouped and halted their advance further south.
