A soft rumble emitted from Seferia’s chest as she shook her head at Sephiroth. Soon enough, she wrapped her arms about him to embrace him.
“Sorry, but this time, I’m going to keep a secret,” she whispered into his right ear before she nuzzled her nose against the side of his neck. “Or rather, I’ll try my best to keep it. I’d rather have you be surprised.”
She happily considered what sort of joy she would get when she presented the gift of new books to Sephiroth. The dragon also hoped that there would be no difficulty for her to pull off what she was thinking. She would have to sneak quite a bit to slip out, that was certain.