The Next Prince, Chapter 27 pg1

 The Next Prince, Chapter 27 pg1


   Chapter 27: Affectionate Companion. 

   ‘Nin, on the other hand, you have to ask yourself…’ 

   ‘In summary, do you still feel anxious?’ 

   The muffled sound still reverberated in his thoughts, making the small body in the large bed uncomfortable. 

   Khanin blinked, shifting his body in an indeterminate rhythm, before settling down and gazing at the ceiling. Although he didn't know what was interesting about it. 

   Describing the changed pronouns that caused such unfamiliar feelings would be beyond Khanin's ability to explain. 

   But... there was something lingering in the feelings, causing his heart rate to distort to a frightening extent. 

   Perhaps Chakri should consult the monk... or not. 

   Or maybe he rested too little... 

   Vibrant lips approached each other, their heads lightly brushed against each other, chasing away wandering thoughts, taking deep breaths, before imitating the behavior of a snail. 

   The young man tried to dismiss the thoughts revolving around Charan. Then he decided to get up and take a shower, carry out his daily chores with determination, before encountering something intriguing that he longed for. Khanin named it the Theory of Nostalgia... 

   Whenever he told himself to stop thinking about the other side, it was the same as when the thoughts started working, seemingly happening more often than the brain could dictate and control. 

   For example, during his shower, or while having a meal. He did everything slower, and it happened without his awareness. Even when conversing with... 

   the housekeeper. His responses were slow, causing the other side to get frustrated and scold him. 

   Everything felt strange, especially the lump in his left chest, and Charan was the main cause of his erratic behavior... 

   Why did it turn out like this? Please don't use formal language. Charan doesn't use it anymore, right? 

   And what's so strange about it, just, between me and Nin... I don't see anything particularly special, other people call each other various things... 

   ... 

   Nin... 

   Nin... Pha... 

   “Your Highness... Your Highness.” 

   “Yes... yes!” 

   The sound of Chakri's call made Khanin's mind wander back and his eyes turned to the chubby figure of the butler who was stooping and walking towards them with eyes full of doubt. 

   “Remove it, why are you smiling, Your Highness.” 

   “Am I smiling? No, I'm not smiling, why would I smile.” The person accused of smiling at his father's words quickly changed his face back to a calm and normal expression. 

   “Your Highness, you really smiled even though Your Highness just said... 

   Your Highness, you have buttoned yourself wrong.” 

   “And why did you just say it now?” The blood descendant of the Kattariya family blushed, looking back at his own attire, while Chakri continued to grumble. 

   “I told you, Your Highness... but you smiled. Chakri thought it was a new fashion.” 

   What fashion! He's been wrong since the beginning! Damnit! 

   After the chaos with dressing up, Khanin immediately approached the Sovereign King. Because it was an urgent command. 

   “Young Prince Khanin, the Sovereign King, allows you to approach, Your Highness.” The voice from the small microphone walking in front stopped, calling the young aristocrat to rise from the chair in the waiting room. 

   Khanin turned to his trusted confidant once again to have the other side help check if everything was in order, before following the person who came to bring him face to face with the highest authority in this palace. 

   … 

   Inside the royal chamber, it was quiet. Although it wasn't his first time coming here, this time Khanin felt something different. 

   Despite his grandfather's workroom being decorated with mahogany wood emphasizing red and gold on a white floor, relying on morning light from the window like always, today Khanin didn't feel the warmth of the sunlight like before... 

   The spirits alerted him that something was wrong, noticeable from the people in the surrounding poses. If Khanin's senses were not mistaken, he could feel that everyone seemed to be unnaturally stiff... Those postures indicated that something important must be discussed today. 

   “Hello, Grandfather.” Being younger, one must greet the elders first. 

   Khanin followed the etiquette taught by Chakri in Emmaly Society 101. 

   The younger person smiled when looking at the person who was sitting at the document-filled table. 

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