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"Happy... Valentine's Day."
Though Sylvia's voice carried a hint of shyness, it was filled with sincerity.
But when she shoved the small wooden box into Timothy's hands, she could no longer suppress the embarrassment welling up inside her.
"Ah! I'm heading back now, see you later!
And you better not laugh when you open that box, okay? Promise me!"
With her face flushed red, Sylvia quickly turned and dashed off, leaving Timothy standing there, holding the small wooden box, a little dumbfounded.
Today was shaping up to be a perfect Valentine's Day. In fact, you'd be hard-pressed to find a sweeter one across the entire continent of Elant.
But the question remained: what exactly did the goddess give him?
Timothy couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
He vaguely remembered Sylvia agonizing over what to get him for Valentine's Day for quite some time now.