Frau snorted. He sort of was. In a way. Kind of. Though it was more like he was a protection detail or an undercover operative or something. He certainly had enough secrets to be one.

"Who would I be spying on at the church? And I don't think I'd make a good spy since nobody there likes me."

Which was the truth generally. Frau wasn't particularly liked by anybody and most of the other bishops considered him suspicious. A good spy would fit in well with a group. Frau lived to stand out at the church.