C577 Bk3: Ch–127 The Promises(pt-1)

The capital went cold the next day; the only warmth was the fireplace trying its hardest to ensure the heat in the room. The raindrops crawled down the glass. Silver used a rag to rub the water residue from the corner of the glass. She was glancing back at the princess, worried. She sighed as she went on cleaning the room