The Next Prince, Chapter 34 pg5
The Next Prince, Chapter 34 pg5
“What does it mean... Atsawathewathin is the sun of Meenakarin...” When realizing that no one was here, Khanin asked the silent figure standing nearby, the familiar butler.
Chakri remained silent for a while before responding heavily.
“It means that Meenakarin will never abandon Atsawathewathin, Your
Highness, just like His Highness once dedicated his loyalty to the Young Prince.”
“And is there a reason why he had to announce his stance to me?
Regardless, I came here only to compete, not to become a ruler in a hurry.” Khanin walked away again, this time the young royal hesitated to walk alongside, prompting the butler to follow. His deep brown eyes glanced at the figure beside him, who had a pensive expression.
“Perhaps he wants your assistance, Your Highness. Because if Prince
Waseen says so, it means that he wants us to be by his side. And... if Atsawathewathin attains the position of Sovereign King again, perhaps Meenakarin may return to shine once more... In the past, when Meenakarin still received our help, there were many gold shops. He might want to come back to trade precious metals with us again, Your Highness.”
“Is that so?” Although the sentence appeared to be easily understood in every aspect, there were some points that made Khanin feel strangely unfamiliar with the person of high rank.
The first point was that the other party declared themselves on the same side as him, even though they should have positioned themselves as a mediator.
The second point was that Waseen relied on something, expecting that Charan would be able to help him. Because Charan had never shown any remarkable skills.
Or perhaps sometimes one should not refuse a person of high rank and instead patiently tolerate their babbling like listening to the murmur of birds drooling, in the hope that it might disperse the fog of suspicion, it might be a good option.
“Young Prince, it's time for dinner, Your Highness.”
“Stay here for a moment, I'll go down myself, Butler, you can go eat first. No need to wait.” After a morning break, Khanin continued to walk, pretending to be tired, following the instructions given by Charan. After several hours passed and his legs began to weaken again, the royal personage still did not want to take a break.
“But...”
“Go ahead... It's fine, I'll find food for myself if I get hungry.”
Although the master claimed not to be hungry, it didn't matter. As a caretaker, Chakri remained concerned.
The young butler stood and observed the small movements of the practicing sword-wielding young lord and the figure on the other side resting in the pavilion. Seeing that, he decided to sneak out quietly, intending to disobey the order and find food to satisfy the stomach of his lord. However, after walking a few steps, there was an unexpected pause when he saw a familiar face approaching from the other side of the building.
“Oh, Khun Charan... I thought you had already left, but I didn't see you when you disappeared.” Chakri exclaimed with a slightly higher pitch, surprised that he still saw the other party here when he should have returned long ago.
“Yes. The Sovereign King ordered me to enter the guardpost and I just finished it moments ago... Where is the Young Prince? Chakri.” Charan responded to the question while sweeping his gaze around. When he didn't see the fair-skinned owner of the house, he asked the plump butler again.
“The Young Prince is still practicing in the rehearsal room. He has been practicing since the afternoon. He refuses to take more than a ten-minute break. So, I have to sneak out to prepare food, hoping that he will be hungry after finishing the practice.” Chakri wanted to complain then. But now it seems that Charan is the only one who can make the Young Prince come out of the rehearsal room. Chakri has to take a risk and tell the truth with a little exaggeration, hoping that the other side will come to help.
“Doesn't he take a break at all?” His tall figure frowns at himself, expressing his worry on his face. The young butler tries harder to ignite the fire.
“Yes, he doesn't take a break at all. And he hasn't had any snacks for dinner yet. If Charan doesn't come back now, please go and check on him, sir... Oh.” Before finishing his sentence, he turns around again and Charan has disappeared. Chakri sweeps his gaze around, but he doesn't even see the reflection of the person he used to talk with.
But it's not necessary to waste time guessing. Where could Charan go? If it's not the rehearsal room where the Young Prince is, he must have gone elsewhere.
Let's hurry and find out.
And pretending to be people who love each other and deceive others, how audacious...
Even looking from Mars, it is clear that Charan has a full interest in the Young Prince of Chakri!
The sound of shoes rubbing against the floor continuously without pause prompts Charan, who has just returned, to quietly walk towards the point where someone else is immersed in practicing.
The image of Khanin in a white suit, walking gracefully, is unforgettable.
Charan just stands still until the other person turns to look.
“Butler, didn't I tell you that I'm not hungry yet... Oh, how did you come here? Haven't you returned yet? It's going to rain soon.” Khanin removes his mask and approaches the other person almost instantly. His large eyes fill with suspicion.
“Chakri said that you, Nin didn't take a break... Why have you changed so much?” Charan shoots back the question without considering the young one's question, and steps closer to help the other party remove the soft armor gently.
“I'm bored... That's why I came up with an excuse to practice. Back then, when I was with Father, we used to practice like this. Another thing... If we meet again next time, I just want someone to admire my skills.”
“Who?”
Khanin, who is on the verge of smiling, has a line on the edge of his mouth that lingers. The young royal takes a breath before answering with a somewhat puzzled face.
“Ramil and Evaa... That's who taught us.”
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