The Next Prince, Chapter 30 pg2

  The Next Prince, Chapter 30 pg2

   “Because it's convenient, and if I stay here, there will be more opportunities in my career than elsewhere.” 

   “And what about Meenakarin...” 

   “At my home, there isn't even electricity. If we want to use electricity, we have to generate it ourselves, and it's only available for limited hours. It's not great here... But at least, it's better than where I used to be.” The beautiful pair of eyes of the bartender shimmered as she mentioned the harsh reality, her gaze reaching the flickering lights from the front of the building, the house on the verge, the delicate corners of her mouth. Reminiscing on the difficult times that had passed. 

   Khanin sneaked a glimpse at the troubled face of the conversation partner, seeing the hidden distress someone else was trying to conceal, prompting questions about the existence of the state and the monarchy... Working together, as well as the differences in places. 

   Atsawathewathin beamed. While other cities were collapsing. From Mira's description, it seemed drastically different from the sky and the earth. 

   It's true that ever since Khanin set foot here, he had never been anywhere else. But he never expected to come across such neglected spaces. 

   “Because in this situation, you are trying to escape and settle here, right?” 

   The question from the young prince reached deep into Mira's heart, making her remain silent for a moment before reluctantly accepting. 

   “Yes, I am.” 

   “Did you come here for family or to pursue a dream?” Many people might come to follow their dreams, but many may not have enough options in life. 

   Such as this girl from Meenakarin. 

   “It's because of my sick mother and my upcoming younger brother, in high school. As for the dream... It's impossible, I can choose only one thing that matters, which is family. I've abandoned everything else.” Mira's dreams seemed distant and cold in her mind. 

   She felt pain, but it was the kind of pain that occurred so frequently that it had become wearisome. 

   “You probably know about the team I'm forming, right?” Amidst the quietness with the distant sound of passing cars on the road, Khanin turned back to the conversation partner, meeting their gaze with sincerity and earnestness. 

   “...” 

   “I want you to join the team.” 

   Mira was caught off guard by the sentence, unable to compose herself, and the unexpectedness caused her to pause. 

   The young woman processed what she had heard, and with a clear question, she sought assurance. 

   “What is it?” 

   “I want you to join the team.” 

   “Why?” Suspicions filled the expression on her face, Mira looked at Khanin who took a step back, a greater distance than before, before turning her head slightly to avoid each other. 

   “I apologize for prying into your personal history...” Khanin hurriedly responded, because he didn't want to lose trust from the other party. 

   “...” 

   “I know that your dream is to open a sword-fighting school. You're talented and outstanding in class...” 

   Beautifully sparkling eyes met with the truth of the past. Then, Mira glanced down and couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. 

   “But my life has been far from those dreams for a long time now.” 

   “You must be wondering why I chose you. Even though I may have many other options.” 

   “...” Not answering is accepting. Mira didn't run away. She stood still, waiting to hear an explanation from the person in front of her. 

   “I want you to know. I myself have only recently arrived here, and there's no one different from you... I even want to find someone outside, someone who wants to start anew, go together, someone who truly wants to be on the same team as me.” 

   “...” 

   “You're talented, and I believe it would be my good fortune to have you join the team. As for the support for your family's passport and guaranteeing a relocation. I think I can help you.” When the time came, Khanin delivered his proposal without hesitation, the descendant of the royal family, covering the important points and ending with a straightforward offer. 

   And certainly, for Mira, Khanin was like a spark that ignited the dormant dreams she had long abandoned, the things that seemed to have faded away suddenly regained their power. 

   “Young Prince... That's kind of you. But... I'm a woman. Mira didn't want to confine her gender, but due to past experiences and encountering various societal events, it made her deeply aware of segregation. 

   Although many people in the country may be aware of gender equality, sometimes there are deep-rooted issues that they don't really touch upon. 

   “I don't care what gender you are in the workplace. I only care that you're talented and I want you.” 

   “...” 

   “From the bottom of my heart.” 

   Khanin didn't rush to give that single answer. 

   He gave the young woman an opportunity to think, and the rest was just a matter of testing her heart, taking the risk to see how Mira would make her decision... 

   They had told everyone to wait... hoping that everything would fall into place as they had envisioned. 

   If they were lucky, they would have a highly skilled team member join them, but it would be even luckier if they could seize the opportunity and offer it to the rightful person. 

   *Knock, knock.* 

   The sound of door tapping brought Khanin's attention back to the present. The person he was conversing with ceased talking as Charan allowed the person behind the wooden door to step inside. 

   “Mira is here, sir.” The words from the serving girl in her dark-colored skirt elicited a wide smile from the young Rajanikul man. 

   The young boy let go of the long arm he was hugging. With his dark brown eyes, he looked towards the door with a fresh sparkle. 

   “Please come in..” Charan commanded. 

   The lady swiftly responded, disappearing for a moment before returning to the waiting room with everyone. 

   The figure walked slowly into the room, sweeping her gaze over everyone and pausing the longest to look at Khanin. 

   “Hello... um, hi.” 

   “Hello, no need to use formal language here. We agreed not to speak that way..” Khanin greeted Mira in the morning, which seemed quite different from their appearance last night. Perhaps it was because of the less elaborate makeup and attire, but the captivating look remained unchanged. 

   “Thank you.” Mira replied with a genuine smile that had never been shown at work before. 

   Now the team of young royals had one more person added to their number. 

   Coming closer to the truth each time. 

   “I'm glad you're here.” Khanin warmly welcomed the new lady in an official manner. 

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