Isaac brushed the snow off his shoulders, took off his wet cloak and handed it to a servant, then respectfully saluted and shook his head in reply: "No, Milady. Everything is normal patrolling around the territory; the city walls are sturdy, and the moat has frozen thick."
Jasmine shifted to the side, patting the thick animal skin rug, gesturing for Isaac to also sit down and warm up. To make it convenient for the little Black Dragon to roll around, the area by the fireplace was not furnished with tall chairs. Even Jasmine sat directly on the floor; the overlapping bear and wolf skin rugs were very thick and could completely insulate the cold from the stone floor. Sitting directly on the soft rug was also very comfortable and cozy, it was just that sitting on the floor like this was not very fitting with strict noble etiquette.
