The Next Prince, Chapter 13 pg2
The Next Prince, Chapter 13 pg2
Because in his eyes, he estimated from the pose coming from the person he liked doing often, it led Khanin to make a decision that the other party might not have many close friends.
“He's half-Emmaly.”
Charan explained to Khanin so that he would understand. The young boy had no more doubts about the homeowner whom his companion had taken him to stay overnight. However, there were still many things left that bothered him without any resolution.
“I'm wondering why we didn't fly directly to Hanoi as it takes less time than waiting for a long layover like this, isn't it?” Khanin hastened his steps again as they walked side by side.
People at the airport during this evening time were quite chaotic. Charan saw it as an advantage, but on the other hand, it was also a disadvantage in that it was safe from intruders, but people had to be more vigilant around both sides.
“Because that way takes less time than not going.”
“Why?”
“Why?”
“Because the bad guys might send someone to ambush us there.”
The young man's eyes fell on the response he received, lost in thought for a moment before the teacher lightly cleared his throat.
Charan was cautious, at least when it came to traveling with others. The disadvantages were not the only things to consider, as there were also plenty of positives to remember.
The most important thing was safety...
“But that doesn't mean they won't send someone to ambush us here.”
“What do you mean?” The younger person raised their eyebrows slightly and both of them stopped, standing in front of the exit door before the taller figure grabbed their shoulder. Both sides held the young one steady so they could listen carefully.
“Listen, since we left Heathrow I've been thinking everything is too normal. If I had to guess their plan, it would probably involve trying to send someone to wait for us in Hanoi because those guys probably think I have to hurry back to Emmaly with you as soon as possible.”
“Because if that were the case, we wouldn't be going...”
“Yes, but I think they might still send someone here.” Charan pondered heavily before finally seeing the possibility of the bad guys coming to ambush them here. He silently prayed that he would be able to handle it if that really happened.
“...”
“For your safety, leave the gate and stay away from me completely.”
“I know.” Someone else's serious tone influenced Khunit's response to become only a soft murmur. Charan paused before they walked out again, and the air inside the passenger entrance to Suvarnabhumi Airport was thick.
Khanin tried to follow the instructions of the older person, but his mind clashed with the order as he walked as though he wasn't jostled by the rushing flow of people. He felt like a slot machine that moved slowly and was not in tune with his own feelings.
The young man used to think he was quite fast at making decisions and doing things, but when compared to Charan today... Khanin realized that his quickness in decision-making and carrying out tasks was quite slow, not much different from a slot machine...
Before the main sentence at the airport, chaos was everywhere due to the long line waiting for taxis that stretched out like a snake's tail. Charan chose to walk together with a group of people who said they would walk up to the taxi on the other side of the gate.
The young man ordered Khanin to bow down as low as possible and they followed the group of tourists without attracting attention, while the older person reasoned that this way was safer than walking just the two of them.
Because not only did it help avoid being remembered, this way also enabled them to quickly find a way out of the airport by following the group of people who already knew the way. It wasn't anything complicated or difficult.
When they reached their destination, Charan strode over to the nearest taxi and spoke to the driver in Thai before gesturing for the younger person to get in the car. Then he followed and sat next to him.
His sharp eyes turned left and then right to check safety as they traveled. On the way, Khanin noticed the taxi driver starting to chat with Charan about something, and the young man found that Thai language was similar to English in some ways so he could understand some of what they were saying if he listened carefully.
“It's been raining every day these days, it's really hard to find customers if we don't have the little ones. And where did you go for vacation? Maybe to Japan maybe? Everyone who goes to Japan comes back with customers in this area.”
“Yes, I went to Japan.” Charan replied with a gesture before reaching out and tapping Khanin's waist.
The slight warmth touched the young man's cheek, causing him to turn and look at the person next to him with suspicion, wondering what was going on. But before he could ask anything, the other person leaned in and whispered almost to his ear.
“Don't sit too close to the mirror, it's not safe.”
The little distance between them might have been caused by Charan not wanting the third person in the car to hear their conversation. Khanin shifted himself noticing that he had accidentally sat too close to the mirror.
He didn't protest and moved away from the window, approaching the tall person beside him almost instantly. Khanin followed Charan's words easily, now he had to trust what the other person said.
Although his heart truly wished to sit and admire the unfamiliar atmosphere of the country he had never set foot in, Bangkok was one city he and his father had planned to visit together.
They had planned to stay here for a week, wandering around looking for street food together...
But that dream would never come true again.
Khanin allowed himself to sink into the silence until he saw Charan move again. The young man turned his gaze back to the person next to him.
Charan's posture looked strange, and the other person was bewildered, looking left and right, almost causing Khanin to stretch himself closer and whisper lightly into the ear of the older person.
“What are you?” Before he finished speaking, Charan's finger moved, approaching his lips as a signal for Khanin to stop talking.
The young man raised his eyebrows, feeling curious with many questions in his head, but when he met the serious gaze of the other person, Khanin reluctantly fell silent.
He swallowed nervously when he noticed something abnormal when Charan had touched him. Khanin took advantage of a moment to look through the rearview mirror. The young man did not see anything unusual, but guessed that someone with sharp ears like Charan might have accidentally heard something.
“Turn left at the intersection.”
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