"Incorrect," Sera shakes her head, smiling at you lovingly as she covers her mouth with a gloved hand. She's too adorable right now, sitting in the garden with the sun hitting her face perfectly, a book in her lap and a parfait in her free hand. You're her knight, the one given the sole purpose to keep Sera safe at all times. You're not supposed to be in love with her and she isn't supposed to be in love with you, either. Neither of you can help it. After practically growing up together, a few feelings were bound to stir up between you.

"Try again. Which jewel is my favorite? You must know the answer to this," Sera looks up at you from where she's sitting on the soft grass, her eyes glinting playfully with mirth. She sets the parfait down, both her hands now on her book as she flips through the pages, humming to the tune of a song as she patiently waist for your response.