It is a very small and sparse office with little decoration. It has a simple wooden table, and a cross on the wall. There are two chairs. There are many old prayer books on a single shelf.
Clergyman's office, Inside Temple
bishop
maid
I clean up after the royal family. I live in the servant's quarters on the ground floor of the castle. My wages are paid in food and shelter.
Hello, sir Bishop. Maid! There you are! Bring my my robes. I have a ceremony I need to perform for the King tomorrow, and I do not want to be looking like common peasant filth. Get to it! I do not have your robes, sir. A thief stole them while I was retrieving some soap. I didn't even see him! Forgive me, sir. Let God do the forgiving, wench. I do not have time for this. I am a most prized man of God, do you not understand? He has given me the sight to council in His matter, and as such I must be well dressed! Find me replacement garb fitting for court with the King, or do not return to my office. Sir, I was hoping you could pray with me. I am frightened the thief will return. Fine, fine, Maid. Dear God, your holiness, you in your infinite wisdom, please protect this maid from thievery and nerdowell. Also, we ask of you that you bring to me a new, fresh set of robes so that I might honor you and serve you to the best of my abilities.... In your name, we pray, amen. Thank you, Amen. Now, is there anything else you need? I am a very busy man. God's word does not spread itself. May I borrow a prayer book? Yes, but keep it from the thief, will you? They do not print themselves, and the monk who wrote all this down died of the Black Death, so it is quite irreplaceable. Yes, sir. I will guard it with my life. I will ask permission of the royal seamstress to get the finest robes she has to replace what the thief took. Good, good. Tell her she best have them to me by sunrise. I have to take council with the king, you know. I haven't the time for idle hands. 