The Next Prince, Chapter 35 pg4
The Next Prince, Chapter 35 pg4
The simple sentence structure surprised Jirat a bit, but the main reason was because the home-baked cake was really delicious, although he didn't know it well. Mostly they made it to sell to regular customers or people in the village.
As a former stage actor, he was both surprised and amazed to learn that someone at this level knew about the “Nirand Home Stay” cake.
“Thank you.”
I don't know how many times I've said thank you, but it keeps happening to this person.
Kalavin didn't respond. The foreign young royal simply took a piece of cake from the box, put it on the ceramic plate, and handed it to the smaller person to take.
Jirat felt apprehensive as he glanced at the distinguished-looking person standing in front of him. Before bowing his head and lowering his gaze to the familiar-tasting cake in his mouth, with its beautifully curved edges and a small smile that invited someone else to take notice...
“That's a great name. Niran Home Stay.”
“It's a wordplay on my name.” Because Kalavin initiated the conversation, Jirat responded, “Recently, I've been able to lower the barriers with unfamiliar faces in my acting career, so there aren't as many awkward interactions as before.”
“Huh?”
“My name is Jirat, which means 'eternal' or 'eternity'.”
The new information that Kalavin had just learned brought a pause to the conversation, causing him to consider and let go of the thoughts he had kept in his mind.
“Interesting.” A low murmuring sound was heard.
“...”
Jirat held a dessert spoon still, not knowing why he felt this way.
Throughout the years of growing up, he had received numerous compliments on the meaning behind his name, and his name had never lost its charm. However... no one had ever made his heart beat irregularly like this before.
Kalavin had something different about him, or perhaps it was because of the way the other person looked at him.
“Jirat is a good name, with a beautiful meaning. It suits you.”
“Thank you... thank you.”
“Khun Jae?”
“Yes?” The interrupted conversation from others within the rehearsal room resulted in people paying no attention to anyone else except the person standing directly in front of them. Jirat attentively and intently listened with his eyes fixated on Kalavin, a gesture he hadn't made to anyone else in a long time.
“If it's alright, could I have your contact number... just in case I want to order a cake for the next occasion?”
“...”
“I'd like to order some for my father to try, but if it's not convenient, it's alright.”
Kalavin's posture allowed the other party to make a decision based on the distance he had given. Jirat pondered his own feelings and weighed his heart.
If this had been before, he would have felt quite uncomfortable talking to a stranger. However, with Kalavin... Jirat didn't feel that way.
“Sure, you can contact me through this number. I'd be glad to. I'll try making something else for you to taste next time.” A small hint of delight emerged. Perhaps it stemmed from the feeling that Kalavin valued his abilities more than his personal background, unlike other people.
“...”
“If... if you like or are interested.”
“Yes, I like it.” A smile-like response came from the conversational partner. From Jirat, they exchanged glances, while Itti and Mira looked at each other.
“Two topics, two extreme emotions.” Itti's words interrupted the silence as he glanced towards the other couple sitting in the corner of the sofa near the window.
Khanin was sitting, bowing his head, quietly enjoying his cake, while Charan secretly glanced at the other side from afar, not knowing how he managed to draw his attention, maintaining a serene gaze upon each other.
“What's bothering you?” Mira's voice softened as she took a bite of the soft and fluffy cake, savoring the taste of the sweet treat from 'Nirand Home Stay'. She liked it so much that she thought of grabbing another couple of boxes to take home.
“Well, that means we have to stick together, two by two. Anything will be easier that way.” Itti resumed working after speaking, persuading the remaining members to go home immediately. Hoping that this would be a subtle way to help his dear friends.
I don't know what Charan did to anger Khanin again, but that's it. It's best to try to understand the situation.
“I'll leave now. We can talk more later.” Itti slapped his friend's back before leading everyone away. Chakri followed, escorting the guests, and inside the room, it became quiet and intimate again, just like before.
Khanin experienced another episode, unable to look anyone in the eye, only rubbing his hands against his knees in a strange posture, prompting others to ask what was going on.
“Is... something wrong?” Charan asked, despite feeling uneasy himself.
People didn't match in matters of the heart, and the situation became worse.
Charan speculated that last night's events must have caused Khanin to be like this.
Khanin felt embarrassed and uncomfortable.
“What is it...”
“Why are you avoiding eye contact?”
“No, I just...” the Young Prince's mouth was flooded with words, barely able to speak them out... looking at Charan's face made him think about last night, about kissing, about hearts, about confessing and unrequited love.
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