The Next Prince, Chapter 28 pg3
The Next Prince, Chapter 28 pg3
“May I bother you?”
It was a delicate balancing act for Charan as he barely managed to maintain a composed demeanor while glancing at the butler who went out to fetch beverages for the younger crowd, interspersed with various desserts placed on the table by the other party.
It's clear that Chakri is completely devoted to the Young Prince.
The intense gaze returned to the person who was being perused. Khanin once again showed interest in the iPad, his resolute posture causing the tall figure to unintentionally pause and gaze for a long time... long enough for some to notice.
“Is there something on my face?” Khanin greeted with a sweet voice, delicately tapping his slender fingers on the smooth cheeks, tilting his head inquiringly, causing Charan to blink rapidly, coughing and turning his gaze away to change the subject.
“Would you like to continue reading, or should I take a break for a while?
Staring at the screen for too long might strain your eyes.”
“Oh, it's better not to waste time then.” Khanin replied dismissively, still refusing to let go of his determination.
Because of that, Charan didn't argue further, and he simply got up from his chair, walked over to pick up something from his bag, and then returned to sit on the same sofa.
“Ah.”
“Huh?”
“These are anti-glare glasses, not prescription glasses. You can try them on.” Charan extended the anti-glare glasses that he usually wore to someone, but hesitated for a moment as not everyone reached out to accept them.
No, I don't want them...”
“Don't be stubborn.” Cutting off any further objections, Charan unfolded the glasses in his hand before finding the right moment to place them delicately on the small face. The sound of a click accompanied the careful action, creating a feeling akin to a low current running into Khanin's heart.
“...”
“The eyes are an important organ of the body.” The sentence was not particularly sweet or flirtatious, but it had an impact on Itti, causing a flutter in his emotions, making it somewhat difficult to describe when they locked eyes.
At one unpredictable moment, a subtle sound resonated around them, as if the ticking of something had become lighter, allowing both of them to hear it.
“Thank you... Thank you.” It was Khanin who conceded defeat in the game of eye contact. The young man raised a white flag and lowered his flushed face back to the files on his hands, focused, and read in silence.
Charan licked his dry lips and felt that the air in the room became stifling, but he continued to sit quietly, clasping his hands on his lap, waiting for several events to unfold. Eventually, he seemed to return to his normal state.
As the older person, he chose to address the next important topic.
“Huh?”
“The search for someone to join the team from outside the palace, let's think about it again. The current trend of criticism is chaotic. If there is more negative news, Spoonez, they may not dare to help our team. Another thing... some people may guess that this is an attempt to gather a team.” The person who was thinking carefully made a warning to Mr-Khanin to be mindful.
The young man pondered silently for several minutes, until he finally decided to turn and meet the tall figure with determined and serious eyes more intensely than ever before.
I don't really care about the first matter. It would be good to have sponsors, but it's also fine if we don't. My concern is with budget management. As for the second matter... I think no one can really guess.”
“...”
“We've been appointed as each other affectionate companions, so going together anywhere shouldn't be strange. It would make things smoother if people stopped focusing on our relationship.”
“How much smoother does it have to be?” Charan muttered, not expecting the response from the young person to come in such a direction, causing the heavy stone on his chest to feel even denser, making it seem like he couldn't breathe.
“There are only a few ways, after all.”
“Really?”
“Just make it seem like we're a couple in love who went on a date.”
...
The thin tip of the sword lunged towards the humanoid figure directly in front of it, swiftly evading the automatic movements, as Evaa's slender leg stepped back. The beautiful pair of eyes glanced at the sword-fighting simulator.
Evaa lowered the sword onto the surface of the training dummy's body with precision, and the soles of her shoes scuffed against the concrete floor, causing a loud scraping sound to echo throughout the area. It made the arriving princess, who had just reached the door to the sword-training room, have to change her movements.
Walking quickly but not daring to make noise, she could only stand still and watch the sword fighting training between Evaa and the automated dummy providing intense commentary.
Apologies, Young Princess.” The young courtier lady in her deep blue skirt politely raised her head as the swordfighting concluded, and turned his gaze towards the oncomer
She showed respect according to protocol, gracefully inclined her body, and patiently waited for the person to remove the metal mask and place it on the adjacent table before approaching.
“Is there something wrong?” Evaa asked calmly, the young woman in her clean white linen attire glanced at the hanging cloth, took a soft cloth in her hand, wiped the cyber sword, and curiously raised her slender eyebrows.
“Well... Prince Chana has ordered for you to come to guard the Red Room.”
“What time is it now?”
“Half past five, Young Princess.”
Evaa didn't immediately receive the order. Instead, she hesitated for a moment and called for the princess to come and collect the sword, requesting her to keep the automated dummy as well. ‘Just turn it off, and I'll retrieve the rest myself tonight.’ She spoke smoothly as she adjusted her posture.
With slender hands, she neatly folded the sword-fighting attire and handed it to the princess in her silver-blue dress, who then held it. Afterward, Evaa stretched slightly and removed her linen attire, leaving only the soft white armor on her slender figure.
Her slender hands carefully folded the sword-fighting attire and handed it over to the princess in the silver-blue dress to hold. Once everything was done, she took long strides and left the room.
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