Inside the bedchamber.
The chessboard is already set.
Baldwin IV, with his short brown curls, leisurely pointed to the ceramic cup opposite him.
"Have a cup of tea, it's made to your taste, without any spices."
Losa took the cup and drank it in one go.
He squinted slightly. It was a familiar taste, though clearly not good tea.
"Is everything going smoothly?"
Losa sat down on the stool in front of him: "I owe it all to your help."
Without Baldwin IV's cooperation in various aspects, recruiting settlers would not have progressed so quickly.
"Hmm, try to settle as many settlers as possible. Recently, rumors in Jerusalem say that Egypt's grain ships were swallowed by sea monsters, and there are also cases of hoarding in the city. Grain prices have doubled in just two days and are still trending upwards. I'm worried that if this continues, it might incite unrest."
"The Jews' doing?"
