The Next Prince, Chapter 26 pg1
The Next Prince, Chapter 26 pg1
Chapter 26: Charan's role.
Within the Royal Palace today, there was a special bustle. This was because a significant social event, the unveiling of one of Atsawethathin's successors, was being held. People from all walks of life flocked to participate, making the event crowded.
The ambassadors, royal princesses from other cities, children of ministers, politicians, and media from various branches, both domestic and international, all gathered here, making it a grand event that caught the attention of many.
Charan was dressed in a tailored tuxedo, meticulously crafted with a perfect fit. It made the person wearing it look more than just good, but rather outstanding. The adornments on his body were not excessive, but each piece had a value far beyond what an ordinary person could afford to wear.
The intimidating, dignified, and majestic aura emanating from Charan's poised demeanor made him a captivating sight in the eyes of the eagerly waiting media.
“Charan, may we take some pictures, please?” A brave member of the media requested politely amidst the anticipation of others.
Sure, pause for a moment. Before posing.
It was true that he rarely appeared in front of the media unless it was necessary. So, when granted permission, numerous flashes from all directions descended like a rainstorm.
The young man stood still, maintaining decorum. Then, he stepped inside the banquet, adorned with luxurious decorations, greeted by many people dressed in expensive formal attire, with wait-staff providing service around.
Charan knew well that he was here only as a working individual. However, his vigilant spirit remained open and alert. Therefore, the young man swept his gaze around to assess the people.
His sapphire eyes wandered and halted on one person whom he could remember very well. The tall, prominent figure, fair complexion, a pleasant and non-confrontational face to anything, with distinctive features. Prince Kalavin Li, a royal heir from a neighboring country.
If he remembered correctly, the other party wasn't particularly fond of attending social events like this. However, it was speculated that this time Prince Kalavin Li might have been compelled by his father to come and demonstrate his friendly and readiness to connect with Emmaly.
As far as Charan recalled from old news about the Li family from the neighboring country, they often provided support to one of the family members competing for the position of Sovereign King and this time they probably came for the same purpose.
Selecting the competition team to support.
Kalavin Li sighed boredom as he glanced at the golden-yellow drink in the tall glass he held. The champagne here tasted good, but the atmosphere at the moment was undeniably dull enough.
The scent of nobility, the daunting stature they have faced since birth. There's nothing particularly new or surprising, Kalavin avoids conversations and interactions with anyone. The young man skillfully avoids the crowd, letting the guards surround him like armor.
“That's Prince, Kalavin.” Whispering sounds from the media outside, blocked by barriers, echo and disturb the nerves of the figure as he walks closer to the area where the media is waiting.
And only a few offices have the opportunity to enter the inner zone, but Kalavin doesn't care much. Partly because he has heard news related to his name so often that it has become mundane.
It's certain that no matter what, people will always talk about him the most...
“Is that Jae? Jae Jirat, the stage actor?”
“Is he attending this event too? How did it happen?”
Just as the conversation topic changes abruptly, Kalavin flicks his finger, beckoning the waitress to change the champagne glass. Meanwhile, he intends to find a quiet place to sit and wait, but the offensive words from Nin force him to pause.
“Perhaps I should ask the media who used to be friends to find a way in, the media badges are hanging there.”
“That low, are there any benefits to attending conventions?”
And another critical analysis that Kalavin dislikes, causing him to be slightly displeased.
He doesn't hate provocative speech, but Nin's dismissive actions and negative comments, just a moment before Kalavin walks away, give him a chance to see Jae Jirat, that stage actor.
Light brown hair, petite face, a small mouth, a slightly raised nose, and drooping eyes... a pitiful appearance.
Oh... genuinely pitiable. Hoping that someday the other party will be able to escape from these wicked accusations.
Charan's gaze returns from the royal person to his wristwatch. In five minutes, it will be time for the royal debut ceremony according to the schedule. The lights in the grand hall dim, leading to another eruption of nervousness among the leaders as they try to hide it.
“The Sovereign-King arrives.” A proclamation from the noble calls for Charan to proceed to the opened door to await the ceremonial tribute, and the tense conversations in the surrounding area are no different from the scattered bird nest returning to silence, no different from the arrival of a royal lion in the great forest.
The highest man on the platform looks majestic and regal, despite being in old age. All the guests bow with respect according to tradition, waiting for the person with the highest power in the country to give the opening speech.
“We are delighted to welcome all of you. Enjoy the event tonight.”
That whisper indicates that the debut of someone is imminent. Charan admits that today's event makes him feel nervous, not because of attending a grand social function.
But because he spent the whole day and night thinking about certain people and... realizing that he himself is truly a malicious person as alleged.
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