The Next Prince, Chapter 29 pg2
The Next Prince, Chapter 29 pg2
Charan stood still for a moment, looking around, but his actions seemed to be not catching up with the Young Prince's intentions in time, so the other side reached out and grabbed his hand without hesitation.
“Don't look so puzzled, it's not smooth... When dating, we have to hold hands, like other couples.” The warm touch of the tightly clenched hand became firmer, pulling him along.
The warmth from every nerve in his body seemed to flow and gather at the fingertips, which were grasped tightly by a small hand. Charan looked at the back of the person leading him, surrounded by a crowd, but his attention didn't waver at all.
He noticed that Khanin seemed to be particularly cheerful and, on his invitation, he looked here and there, sometimes stopping to buy snacks along the way, and his eyes in this night reminded him of that child who came from London...
When he was in London, Khanin had the same expression. Although he had only seen it a few times, Charan remembered it deeply in his memory.
The young men held each other's hands tightly, walking side by side on the long street. Charan let the young man enter and leave this store. Until he realized again when the movement stopped in front of a small jewelry store.
“When we were walking, I saw another couple holding hands, and when I looked at their hands, do you know what I saw?” It seemed like a question that didn't require an answer. Khanin raised a charming smile before moving away to the front of a cheap jewelry store, squinting and looking at the various jewelry displayed in front for a moment, and then picking up a pair of earrings.
“What's this?”
“An item for couples.” He said while holding the earrings, ready to take the other person's wrist to put them on, before offering his own belongings to someone else.
Charan was puzzled, but in the end, he accepted them to wear. He looked at the person who gave him a radiant smile, full of pride in the chosen item.
“I was thinking about what was missing when we were walking, why we don't look like a real couple, but now I have an answer. Every couple wears earrings like this, it's a popular expression of love here.”
“...” The information received made Charan raise his hand to examine the new and peculiar thing.
In fact, the young man knew a little bit about the trend of wearing couples' earrings from some art students. He had heard that most couples usually choose carvings that are suitable for their relationship.
“There's also an engraved text. It reads...”
“Destiny is far away, but we'll meet anyway...” A sentence full of sweetness was read aloud from the earring.
They looked at each other before Khanin burst into laughter with delight.
“They continue to meet no matter the vastness of the sky... Wow, how romantic!” The young applause applauding and sticking will certainly charm Charan, leaving him chuckling softly.
They continue to meet in different spheres. So it seems.
That's right... between them, it might be true.
After strolling around for a while, Khanin brings the new prince to the crowded and smoky XXX bar.
Edgy voices from the group of travelers compete against the music, but they can't distract Khanin.
Dozens of eyes gaze upon them, perhaps because the noble lad shouldn't be here, and so does Charan...
“Why did the new Young Prince and Khun Charan come here?”
“Are they really dating?”
“They've announced the affectionate-relation, so they might as well introduce themselves.”
Criticizing voices rise loudly, as if the insects in the midnight forest. But Khanin doesn't care. This is for the best, the more people talk about them, the better.
With slender legs, they move through the crowd. Their dual-layered gaze sweeps, searching for their goal in this night. One woman with a fierce gaze in a black fitted dress, red lips like blood, responds to the enchanting glance.
Mira, the bartender, a beautiful girl in tonight's command, stands juggling shakers with graceful gestures. The space is overcrowded with people.
Khanin thinks it's because she is beautiful and skilled at mixology, but most importantly, she has an unparalleled charm, filling every seat in front of her with customers.
“And what's the next plan?” Charan plays the role of a brainless human, fully devoted to making Khanin the leader in this game. As for himself, he will lower his status to become a subordinate.
“I need to find an opportunity to talk... I saw the guy sitting in front of Mira pick up his phone and look twice, then glance at his wristwatch. He probably won't stay there for long.” The owner grins, urging Charan to pay attention.
Although Charan didn't witness the man's behavior mentioned since the beginning, the restless movements make him perceive the same direction. He then adds points to the child's keenness in his mind.
Khanin is sharp, quick-witted, and observant.
“If that's the case, we need to approach a little closer; otherwise, someone else will take the seat.”
“I think the same... we're irresistible. We can even read each other's thoughts...” Khanin glances and winks to divert attention to an older person.
Charan acts confident and cool.
The cheerful person turns to focus on his task of securing an arm for the older person to walk, failing to see Charan's facial expression when caught with an endearing glance.
Well... this caption could possibly capture all of his feelings.
“Young Prince, Khanin here.”
“Yes, Young-Prince Khanin.”
“Can we go to say hi to him?”
“Don't talk about him.”
It seems that Khanin's presence is effective. People around are starting to pay attention to his arrival. Even though he simply inserted himself into the vacant seat at the bar.
“You can talk, I'm glad, let's chat. I'm okay.” Opening the opportunity for immediate conversation, as soon as there is a chance to sit down, the young man turns to engage in cheerful conversation with the stranger, causing the surrounding voices of excitement to grow louder.
Charan says nothing, just discreetly observing Khanin's movements and subtly signaling his people to approach and limit the proximity of the newcomers.
The majority of the surrounding people are bodyguards in the tourist group. As for himself, he simply sketches his hand and places it behind the small person's chair, a simple gesture that outwardly resembles an ordinary lover's display of ownership.
But in reality, Charan has more reasons than that. He doesn't want anyone to get too close to Young-Prince Khanin, in order to maintain distance and security, and most importantly... to be able to handle any dangerous situations promptly.
“Maybe it's an imposition, but I'm curious when Young-Prince will form a team... if I may ask.” A young woman sitting at the bar nearby, boldly speaks up, seemingly representing the curiosity of many in this establishment.
Khanin knows well because his team is the only one that has not yet allocated funds for forming a team, so it's not surprising that people would ask.
“No need to use such formalities, everyone can talk to me casually. I'm okay with informalities... because, honestly, I'm not good at using those words either.” Khanin skillfully creates an atmosphere, easily releasing the tension and receiving a resounding response, then he turns and sends a heartfelt smile to his conversation partner. “I'm in the process of forming a team. I'm currently looking for suitable individuals.”
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