Olivia was lying on his chest under the shade of a willow that grew next to the grove. Familiar rich scent of oranges surrounded her. A smaller rivulet wound in a small distance leading somewhere inside the trees on the other side. The sky was cerulean and cloudless. The soft chill in the wind was barely anything because of the spell cast by the crown prince over the groves. "This place is the most beautiful in your estate, Kaizan. Thank you spending time with me over here."
A frown came on his beautiful place, "Why are you thanking me, Olivia? This place belongs to you as much as it belongs to me. And I love doing things to you." It actually made him feel so good to be with her that he thought that his previous existence was useless.