[ She moves to sit in front of him, laughing at the inquiry. ]

One of the novels I found in the Genessia library that caught my eye. A guilty pleasure, I suppose — it is a romance novel called Serenade of The Red Dragon. [ It's silly, she knows, but there's enjoyment in mindless garbage just the same as stimulating books on history or other scholarly pursuits. At least in her opinion. ] The tale of a young bard who falls hopelessly in love with an assassin called the Red Dragon. I was surprised it was not a little red dragon, though.