"How wonderful," Lucrezia beamed. "His Holiness will be delighted."

She only waited a moment before adding, "Of course -- the ceremony itself will need to be a proper affair, done up far more lavishly than our diminishing church funds can accept at this particular moment. We would hate to insult the glory of the Skywalker name by throwing a shabby celebration."

Did it perhaps sound like the Borgias were sniffing around for a piece of the pie? Nothing in this town ever went for free, did it? And bribing and killing one's enemies had diminished the papal coffers quite a bit.