The Next Prince, Chapter 36 pg10
The Next Prince, Chapter 36 pg10
Charan believes that Dhipabawon was known for a long time, but chose not to speak directly. In this country, those associated with Atsawathewathin are not brave enough to escape the gaze of the Sovereign King.
“Yes.” The young man wasted no time, he raised his head, answered without hesitation, stared at the person in front of him to listen to what the other party wanted to communicate, and found a way to cope.
“I have no intention of forbidding anything, but want you to be aware of the truth...”
Charan followed the trembling hand gestures of the person who served himself since childhood. Dhipabawon signaled to a few individuals nearby, and two royal attendants entered, carrying two teacups placed in front of Charan.
“...” The young man looked carefully at the attendants who respectfully placed the two teacups in front of him, and the delicate fragrance indicated the different types of tea in each cup.
Normally, when he comes in for private time in this room, Charan usually prepares tea from his own home to await orders from the superior.
If he is served Oolong tea, it means there is a mission to accomplish.
If he is served Chamomile tea, it means there is an order to chat and befriend to alleviate loneliness.
But this time... The tea served in front of Charan is prepared by the Sovereign King himself. The Chamomile tea and Earl Grey tea are placed for him to choose from.
In the past, Earl Grey tea referred to an order for him to return someone precious from England. So, this time it probably refers to the same person.
Earl Grey tea means... Khanin...
“Khanin cannot abandon Atsawathewathin, he must be the heir.”
“...”
“And if it's like that... Your presence beside Khanin means you cannot abandon Phitakthewa as well.” What the Sovereign King said is true in every aspect. Those born into the royal bloodline come with responsibility and duty, which can never be avoided.
Throughout, Dhipabawon has never forcefully intervened in Charan's life choices. The utmost trust bestowed him with only one mission, and it has undoubtedly been fulfilled.
When the competition ends, Charan will be free from any obligations as he has ever dreamed.
He wanted to go far away from Phitakthewa, to stay far from his mother's position... to avoid the evil memories associated with his mother’s death.
However, Khanin's love is causing Charan's life plan to become chaotic.
“...”
“I had never thought of keeping you, but this time I must speak directly to you if you want to stay with Khanin. You must resist and not abandon Phitakthewa.”
Charan, who is almost thirty years old, knows well that his life has never been easy. The heavy emotions are like being crushed by a big rock, making it difficult for those in positions that require carrying such feelings to breathe.
“...”
“But if you choose to go, leave everything here.”
“....” Charan stared at the two tea cups in front of him with a heavy heart. The immense pressure that came rushing in was almost unbearable. His hands trembling, he approached each other closely, like a person seeking thoughts, the young man silent, waiting to hear a few words from the other side before the other side would leave.
“You don't have to make a decision right now, Charan. We still have plenty of time until the competition ends. But whenever you can choose, you must accept the consequences that will follow.”
Dhipabawon is right. If Khanin is the heir apparent, he himself is just an ordinary person, not like Atsawathewathin, Phitakthewa will...
“Agreed. I will protect you, just like how you protected me. No more Atsawathewathin, Phitakthewa, only Charan and Khanin... Do you understand what I'm saying?”
Khanin's words from last night still lingered in Charan's heart. Now, he had some questions, but he didn't dare to utter a word between them... There's no Atsawathewathin, no Phitakthewa.
There's only Charan and Khanin, for real. Is that so?
…
Perhaps it's because it's the late season in the rainy season, the air in Khanin's bedroom in the Daveen Palace was hot like someone lit a bonfire. The air conditioning helped to alleviate it to some extent, but the sunlight still seeped through the sheer curtains, gently touching the handsome face of the young royal.
Khanin sat quietly on the sofa in the middle of the room. He instructed Chakri to open the curtains, as he didn't want the surrounding atmosphere to be too stuffy. His two-layered eyes darted towards the door, attentively waiting for someone to return.
He couldn't figure out why his grandfather would call him along with Charan, initially thinking it must be something important to the extent of summoning them abruptly. However, Chakri said that such events had happened frequently, so Khanin managed to calm down.
Charan may have gotten used to it, as he didn't seem surprised at all. But for the young royal, he was quite anxious because he didn't know what Dhipabawon would say about himself.
They came out of the Phitakthewa Mansion together, with Charan!
Why does your trusted guardian, Virun, need to report it? Damn it!
The young man sighed lightly and bit his lower lip, alternating with taking shallow breaths. His concerned eyes caught sight of the slightly plump butler who had just walked in, so he greeted him.
“Greetings... Is there something on your mind, Your Highness?”
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