Princess Aquamarinia

Where is Steven?

👑 Larrisa de Zaven Aquamarinia

Risa Pov's

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After resting grandma and grandpa took us to the vineyard which happened to be in harvest season. About 50 people devoted themselves to grandfather and more than enough to this vast garden of merciless mint, so vast I could not even see the workers picking wine at the end there.

Right now I was looking at Steven sitting picking wine with a large basket beside him. One hand is in charge of cutting the trunk while the other hand holds the fruit does not fall.

“Wahh you are an expert in all things Stev”.

Steven chuckled putting the wine into the basket.

“You're right it's just that I'm not that great if it involves the heart of a woman”. The reply to activities.

“This is the first time you discussed women to me”.

“Oh yes? Do you mind”.

“Not really, just..”.

“I'm a human isn't it common to talk about the opposite sex?”.

I nodded in understanding, Steven suddenly got up and fed a grain of wine.

“How?”.

“Sweet but slightly asam”.

“This type of Pinot Noir, this type of wine is often made as a wine making material. The aroma is similar to cherries whether it is ripe or not”.

“Stop bragging about your knowledge, you make me feel stupid”.

While Steven was harvesting I decided to go around looking at the many sparkling grapes due to the sunshine. At the end of it Xavier helped Grandma lift her basket while walking together towards the storage hut, my smile broke when I saw Logan standing pecking with a peaceful face. Logan was surprised when I suddenly hugged him from behind.

“Let me guess. Missing Sharon huh?”.

Logan chuckled and then brought me to his face, the big hand pinched my cheek and smiled.

“Stop setting me up with your secretary”.

“Basic sok tau”. Her snickers hugged me tightly, her hands stroking my head dearly even from this close distance I could smell her seductive body scent.

“Risa”.

“Hm”.

“You know if I love you so much”. I'm nodding. “So stop thinking about my happiness before you find your own happiness”.

“Command brother?”.

Logan let go of his embrace turned to look at me gently.

“You're facing a difficult time with the title of queen and the relationship with Claude is also unclear, I know you're trying hard in front of everyone and crying when you're alone. If it's hard for you to depend on me or on Xavier, we're your brother in charge of protecting and looking after you until you get married someday. So, be happy, little sister”. Just when I came back I hugged him with tears flowing, sobbing in the chest of the field released all burdens burdens burdens incriminating me to step.

-o0o

That night Grandma had a dinner party in the backyard. The long dining table stretches not far from the pool, on top of which there are various kinds of food complete with delicious dessert.

The atmosphere has begun to be crowded attended by several business associates grandfather to their employees, grandfather is not the type of man who is picky without regard to titles or positions.

Today my grandmother helped me wear a knee-length red dress with an open shoulder, golden hair in a neat bun decorated with small white tiara, medium-heels shoes, etc, a little polish make up and lastly a soft white fur scarf. Finishing dressing us up straight for the party location, Logan greeted me with his sweet smile while Xavier was busy flirting with the girls who didn't seem much younger than me.

I spread my eyes around trying to find someone.

“Who to look for?”. Ask Logan to follow my point.

“Steven. Sister saw it?”.

“Steven? No, shouldn't she be with you”.

“Indeed but after that I did not find it anywhere”.

My curiosity overcame everything, I immediately set foot around the house hoping to find Steven but no man was nowhere.

My suspicions began to increase as I reached for a flashlight on the table and ran to the vineyard without regard to Logan's call.

Arriving in the garden my mouth kept shouting to him but there was no reply. Logan who came out of nowhere immediately followed me from behind, why did I feel bad? It's not usual for Steven to go all this time, usually he'll be gone for five minutes at most and after that go back to my side.

Suddenly my eyes caught the basket with scattered wine. That, that was Steven's basket at the wine harvest last afternoon. As quickly as I could run over and touch the basket, I spread my eyes looking for signs of its existence for a second and then looked up when I saw the red stains on the leaves.

“STEVEN!!”.