Jerusalem Royal Palace, in the courtyard.
"Lord Godfrey, have you also come to persuade me?"
Godfrey gazed at Baldwin IV's youthful face and shook his head with a smile: "Your Majesty, you are much more handsome now."
Baldwin couldn't help but touch his cheek; he had worn an iron mask since he was thirteen due to facial sores. If that was the last time he "met" Godfrey, it had been exactly ten years.
He chuckled wryly and said, "Ten years, Lord Godfrey, I've forgotten what I looked like back then."
Godfrey sighed lightly: "Your Majesty, in my memory, your appearance remains as it was ten years ago. My visit this time is not to dissuade you from passing the throne to Losa, but to consider if there's a more legally appropriate way?"
He had never thought of pushing the Ibelin Family towards the kingship, especially since Baldwin intended to pair Sibilla with Belian after his health improved.
