Chapter 592: 590 Raise troops_1

Winterfell City, Lion Roar Castle.

The burning fireplace banished the chill of early spring, filling the entire study with a warm atmosphere.

Vera lazily leaned on the sofa, holding an ancient sheepskin book to read. She wore a simple nightgown, and her white legs protruded from the slit of it, gently swaying in mid-air.

After a while, Vera reached out for the coffee cup on the table, only to find that it was empty.

She pulled a thin wire next to the sofa, and the sound of a bell could faintly be heard.

Immediately afterward, a respectful voice of a maid came from outside the door:

"Your Grace, what can I do for you?"

"Pour me a cup of coffee."

"Alright, please wait."

Shortly after, the maid pushed the door and entered, holding a tray.

Vera buried her head in the sheepskin book, not paying attention to the maid who came in.

However, the next second, she was startled by a loud clang.