Philippa, sensing the urgency in William's voice, rose immediately from her seat, her eyes filled with concern. "Please, William, let me see it," she requested, her hand outstretched for the letter.
The archbishop handed the parchment over, his features etched with worry. Philippa broke the seal, scanning the contents with a mixture of anxiety and resolve. The message conveyed distressing news about Baldwin's deteriorating health, causing Philippa's heart to sink.
Philippa quickly gathered her composure, her mind filled with the urgency conveyed by Omar's letter. She glanced at William, the Archbishop of Tyre, her trusted advisor in moments of crises.
"William," she addressed him with a tone that brooked no delay, "Summon the council. We need to convene immediately."
