The Next Prince, Chapter 32 pg7
The Next Prince, Chapter 32 pg7
“Then please let him in.” Khanin took a deep breath before responding with a heavy voice, so as not to waste time. He stood up, ready to greet the new visitor with a calm expression on his face.
As the team leader, Khanin had to maintain his appearance, even though he had many worries in his heart. If PrinceKalavin is not satisfied with the members and decides to withdraw his sponsorship, what should he do...
Khanin is not afraid of having or not having a sponsor, but he doesn't want to discourage others from the beginning if something happens.
Amidst the confusion in his mind, someone moved closer, gently touching his back with a light, warm breath, silently conveying the message that everything will be fine. Charan didn't have beautiful words to say, but his actions seemed to communicate that everything will go smoothly.
And as long as this person is by his side, Khanin will be fine.
“Prince Kalavin has arrived.” The sound of the butler's announcement shattered the silence, causing everyone else to stand in a row, including Itti, Mira, and Charan.
Khanin took a deep breath secretly as the practice room door opened at the same time Prince appeared from another country. He had a tall, dignified figure, radiant and with dark hair, captivating eyes, giving off a scent of nobility.
Kalavin-Li had a small smile on his face. He walked in, sweeping his gaze around without focusing or stopping on anyone in particular. However, it seemed as if he unconsciously paid more attention to those with round eyes than others.
“Nice to see you again, Prince Kalavin.” As the host, Khanin greeted him first, while the others showed their respect afterwards.
“Nice to meet you, Young Prince Khanin... and everyone else.” Kalavin's demeanor didn't belong to a prince, helping to ease the tension for those who were not born and raised within the castle walls.
“Thank you very much for choosing to support our team. These three are the ones who will compete.” Khanin reached out to the standing row behind him. Itti, Mira, and Jae stepped forward to introduce themselves briefly in order.
“Itti, Your Majesty.”
“Mira, Your Majesty.”
“Jae-Jirat, Your Majesty.”
“Nice to meet you.” Kalavin stepped forward and shook hands with all three in order. His gaze lingered for almost a minute with Jirat, leaving him slightly puzzled. He tilted his head slightly, unsure about the meaning of those eyes, but quickly decided to overlook it.
“...”
Sometimes he might be overthinking. Because Kalavin didn't look back and this prince from another country, redirected his gaze to the others and asked a question.
“And what about these two...”
“Your Highness Vetis, he is not related to the competition.”
“He's my friend.” Khanin helped to clarify, but didn't think of explaining anything further.
Kalavin himself paused, not wanting to push too much, while Ben's gaze turned to the person who didn't need any introduction, but whom he knew well from social news.
“Khun Charan.”
The person being respectfully called bowed his head. Charan remained calm as before, contrasting with Itti, whose face seemed disturbed, perhaps due to the unfamiliarity of frequently encountering high-profile individuals, resulting in a somewhat awkward expression.
“In your team. Are there only four members now, and what about the last one?”
“We are still discussing.” Finally, the issue that had concerned Khanin was brought up and because he had prepared his answers well, the team leader showed no signs of unease.
“So... can foreign individuals join the team as well?” Kalavin's sentence caught Khanin's interest. His previously hidden worries were now revealed, and it seemed like he saw a new possibility.
And it was clear that all of these reactions were within Charan's sight.
“Does the Prince know how to fence?”
Unfathomable bright eyes which turned toward this outsider madeCharan's heart tingle, the tall figure slightly leaning forward to get closer to Kalavin before making a decisive gesture.
“It's not necessary.” Charan maintained a polite tone, conflicting with his inner feelings. He saw the disappointment in the young person's eyes, his posture betrayed. It prompted him to quickly express what had been lingering within himself.
“...”
“By the way... the team is complete now.”
“Complete? But there are only...”
“The Young Prince asked me about joining the team, and I agreed.”
“What is this...” Now, the beautiful pair of eyes widened even more. Khanin behaved as if he couldn't believe his ears, which prompted Charan to affirm it clearly.
“I will join the team with the Prince and compete... oh.” The sentence ends abruptly due to the intense shock that left Khanin speechless.
Khanin rushed to embrace Charan tightly, causing him to raise his arms to protect his small waist.
They stood closer, amidst the scrutinizing gazes of those present in the rehearsal room—Itti, Mira, Jae, Vetis, Chakri, and Kalavin—all looking at each other with a similar feeling in their hearts.
What matters is that they could confirm the rumors themselves with their own eyes that Young Prince Khanin and the new affectionate companion, Charan, were indeed close as the circulating rumors had suggested.
“Yes!” The team leader seemed to have momentarily forgotten that there were others present.
Khanin displayed his joy, while Chakri couldn't help but smile. The young butler also felt relieved to see the little Young Prince relaxed, although he couldn't help but be concerned about the other members of the team.
The bar owner (Vetis), the bartender (Mira), the former stage actor (Jirat), all finally the person that everyone, including Emmaly, knew well never competed, fought with anyone, nor did he excel in this skill. This group total winning chances: zero...
“Our team is amazing!” The cheerful voice of Young Prince clashed with Chakri's expectations.
In reality, the young butler dared not think about the distant future, only focusing on the near future, which seemed promising and extraordinary...
Bang-Bing-Nat... sigh.
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