Bellini entering the conclave and making a dry dismissive remark to Lawrence about the papers already deciding he's going to be Pope. But he doesn't find this dreadful. He finds it exhilarating. He keeps a secret scrapbook of articles that he annotates and doodles around. Crosses. Pelicans. Hearts. Rays of sunshine. The globe of Earth from different angles. Practice signatures of the Papal name he'll take when he's elected, the name he chose the minute he became a cardinal. Sabbadin pretends he doesn't know about this book, but he does.














