The Next Prince, Chapter 17 pg2
The Next Prince, Chapter 17 pg2
His eyes widened with fear, his body jerking uncontrollably, drool frothing at his mouth. The sight made Khanin even more terrified, causing the small figure to take a step back.
“Bastard!” Charan shouted, retreating with a stunned expression. His thick fingers pulled off the gloves from the guard closest to him and quickly put them on. Then, he grabbed the face of the criminal, trying to find something to check, and in a moment that coincided with the man's increasing agitation.
“Your Excellency.”
“Poison! Call an ambulance! Right now!!”
Inside the highest-level office of Emmaly, Dhipabawon's thick hand lay motionless on the desk. His calm eyes were staring fixedly at the golden horse sculpture, which was made of pure gold and was the emblem of the Atsawathewathin family.
It was precious and valuable, and anyone who saw it had to admire its beauty and value. It was difficult to look away, but not for Sovereign-King at this moment.
The elderly man glanced up before closing his eyes to calm himself down. Under the two titles he held, power and leadership, and the existence of his country, he could not express his emotions or act on his own feelings.
Just like now, when there is nothing much to do but wait, Dhipabawon had to lending a hand to others to take care of his desire to travel and pick up his grandchild himself, in reality, all he can do is wait for news of his own movements. Being on the throne of Kum Bung Hian is not an easy task at all. If he decides wrong, it could mean the downfall of Atsawathewathin.
Hot breath was exhaled as the eyes squinted to read the short message inside the mobile phone from Charan, who had been taking care of his grandchild. The letters indicated the date, time, and place of a location about five hundred meters away from the train station. There was no further explanation.
However, Dhipabawon understood that Charan did not bring Khanin back to the airport, indicating that he might be facing some kind of situation, and the reason why he didn't contact them back immediately might be because of fear of leakage. This secret may have already been leaked.
“Virun, please let him in.” the person behind the door said, and Virun respectfully placed his right hand on his left breast before bowing his head, following the traditional protocol. Afterward, he leaned forward to report to Dhipabawon what he was waiting to hear.
He instructed to bring him back safely and not to spread this information to anyone, and since Virun was the type to follow orders obediently, he thought it would be appropriate to ask him to inquire about what happened to Khanin since he was not familiar with this matter.
“Come in.” After receiving permission, the person behind the door stepped inside. Virun reported and respectfully bowed his head before Dhipabawon, who was waiting to hear the news.
“Khun Charan has been found, he only suffered minor injuries.”
“And the person who came with him...?”
“He is safe.” Virun reported accurately, and Dhipabawon breathed a sigh of relief. Charan had never caused him any trouble before. He hoped that whenever he assigned a task, it would be a hundred percent successful.
“Good, bring him back here and then go to meet us at Tarin.” Emmaly's highest priority was still far more important than anything else at this moment.
Yes, sir.” Virun accepted the firm command from the superior and respectfully bowed his head before leaving.
Dhipabawon exhaled as he leaned on the back of the chair, relaxing his tense and strained shoulders little by little after hearing the news that Khanin was safe.
There are still many important matters left to handle, one of which is Tarin. It is time for him to reveal the important things that have been concealed all along so that the other party can understand and comprehend.
After Tarin received the news that Khanin was safe, the existence of the
Atsawathewathin heir no longer needed to hide and sneak around anymore.
“Prince Tarin, is asking for audience” A minister announced, and Dhipabawon sat up straight and elegantly, waiting for the other side to complete their respect before reporting what he had been waiting to hear.
“Father wants me to come in immediately, is there something wrong?” It was not often that Tarin's father would call him abruptly like this. The middleaged man sat down and leaned forward without wasting time, not letting the opportunity pass by.
“Do you know what happened to you, father?” The topic that he did not expect to be brought up caused Tarin to pause for a moment. But in the end, he answered calmly,
“Yes.”
“If this matter spreads out, Atsawathewathin will shake.”
“... “
“There will need to be a wave of criticism and dissent, and in order to prevent turmoil from arising...in three months' time, a ceremony will be held to select the new Sovereign-King.” This statement was made by the country's leader who swallowed a large gulp of his apprehension.
If that's the case, Atsawathewathin will be disqualified.” Tarin muttered under his breath, his face tense with worry because he knew that this mistake and oversight were due to himself.
Since the tragedy that occurred when Kunita passed away along with their child...Tarin couldn't find anyone to replace her. Even though it was his duty as the ruler to have an heir, his heart could not accept it.
Because he loved Kunita so much, he couldn't find anyone to replace her, and because his father did not force Tarin, he lived to think about the one who had gone. But...right now, he was going to make Atsawathewathin perish like that.
“According to the old royal government regulations, in order to compete for the position of Sovereign-King, one must send at least one direct descendant to participate.”
“...”
“Tarin... you son have a direct descendant.” The powerful voice of the highest authority figure in Emmaly brought people to shudder in fear. Tarin shook his head, not understanding what his father wanted to communicate to him.
“What are you talking about? My son is... “
“Yes, it's true that your son has passed away. As for your child... “ The great man paused for a moment before continuing, stretching out the suspense for a long time. In Tarin's waiting heart...
“...”
“If I were to say that he is still alive.” Like a large electric shock, it struck Tarin's body. The blood-relative of the Hattariyannin clan tried hard to analyze and understand what he had just heard, but there was no use.
“What do you mean, Father?” It took a while for Tarin to find his own voice. His father didn't explain much about his habits, only handed him a document envelope before giving him a light command.
Take a look.” The middle-aged man didn't hesitate to obey. At first glance into the envelope, what appeared before his eyes was the image of a toddler.
After four or five pages, it was the same little child who gradually grew up. Various emotions surged in Tarin's heart as he looked at their facial features and smiles.
The more he saw how much the child had grown, Tarin felt like he was seeing an image of someone overlapping within himself. This child... had the same facial structure, eyes, and smile as the woman he loved.
“This... “
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