The Next Prince, Chapter 37 pg4
The Next Prince, Chapter 37 pg4
Charan knew that his existence was for his mother after losing his father, but fate played a cruel trick on a helpless human being.
In the end, the Phitakthewa family was no more, everything that happened in his life made him unable to even feel love.
Because of the fear of loss, afraid to even close his eyes on rainy days, afraid that if he sleeps, the nightmares will come back to haunt him, forcing him to wake up and cry again.
“I'll go with you.” Another person's voice in the room woke Charan from his dark thoughts, a sincere voice that made Charan feel touched, a friend ready to share sorrow and joy together in any situation.
But because of concern for the safety of the other party, he chose to put on a rejecting face and hand over other responsibilities instead. Knowing his friend's good nature, he must know that if he insisted, his close friend would not listen.
“No need to go, stay here and keep an eye on Phitakthewa's people. It's better to have backup.”
“Alright... You stay here, get ready. I'll go investigate the matter of that child. No matter what time I get back, I'll let you know.” The friend spoke and immediately stood up, hugging Charan lightly, then instantly turned to face his concerned friend.
The room fell silent once again, but the brewing turmoil in Charan's heart was not subdued. Suspicion led him to grab the notebook beside him and quickly search for the meeting place.
But before he could sweep his gaze to read the information, he heard the notification sound from his mobile phone first. It was a message from Khanin, saying that he would come to meet in the afternoon. The other party was on their way here and would arrive in a few minutes.
Charan took a deep breath to calm his agitated body. He concealed everything inside, even though he didn't want to hide it. But he had no other choice.
Khanin would not know about this... And it's best that way.
Charan tried to act normal, but his mind wandered in different directions.
Thoughts about the journey tonight, about his mother, and about Khanin.
The young man tried to suppress his stress and not show it. At that moment, Khanin sat on the sofa in the middle of the room, his young eyes fixed on the TV screen, without any special activities or conversations. They were just sitting quietly like any normal couple spending a relaxing time together on a day off.
Khanin told him that Prince Tarin and the Sovereign King came here to learn art, but in reality, the person who clashed in using martial arts used this as a mere excuse.
The purpose of coming here was not to train in martial arts, but to spend time together outside without being watched by anyone.
The splendor of Phitakthewa Palace was not as suffocating as Daveen Royal Palace. The walls had ears and the gates had eyes. A short definition that accurately described the place.
Charan was delighted to see Khanin, but his mind was overwhelmed with the strange letter he had just received. It disrupted his thoughts and revealed various plans for the evening. The Phitakthewa family leader seemed less stable than usual.
“Are you hungry?” A neighboring person asked, causing the taller figure to step away from the palace.
“Huh?” Charan's hearing wasn't very sharp, so the young man had to speak louder.
“Are you hungry? I brought some pastries from the palace.” A mediumsized box with beautiful patterns was handed to Charan. Khanin grinned with affection and anticipation before revealing the soft cake slices arranged delicately.
“Marble cake.”
“Oh, do you want some?”
The scent of chocolate wafted into Charan's nostrils. He glanced at the sweet treat in his hand and Khanin's face several times before agreeing, recognizing the determined spirit in the younger man.
“Oh.” The young man paused. Then he graciously fed Charan the pastry. Khanin picked up a soft piece of cake and delicately placed it near the older man's warm lips, leaving Charan sitting there, leisurely savoring the sweet taste.
“Is it delicious?”
“It's delicious.” Charan said, raising his hand slightly, expressing his satisfaction.
Khanin smiled widely and touched the warm sensation before handing two more pieces to the taller man. After finishing, he closed the box and leaned closer, making the older man chuckle.
“What if... if I sleep here tonight?” The young royal's question caused
Charan to hesitate. It wasn't that he wanted to refuse or avoid cuddling together, but he had an important task to attend to, preventing him from accepting what he desired.
“Tonight...”
“But if you're not comfortable, it's okay.” Khanin's smile remained unchanged.
The young man stared into the eyes of the younger figure, searching for any hidden emotions but found nothing beyond sincerity.
Charan sensed that something was amiss from the spiritual aura, yet he couldn't find a reason. Even when Khanin distanced himself and handed the box of pastries, there was a seemingly ordinary sentence that concealed a deeper meaning for the taller man to ponder.
“Sweets help relieve stress, you know... I'll leave them for you.”
“....” Another person brought a box of pastries closer. Charan froze, as he realized the reason behind his feeling that Khanin was oddly adorable today.
The younger one seemed aware of his stress but chose not to intrude, maintaining a certain distance to provide comfort and ease.
Khanin is always like this... ever since he found out that he's afraid of rain. He never wanted to discuss the issue that Sovereign-King called him to talk about, and until now, I've never seen him restless, never seen him nervous or restrained to the point of having to speak. Instead, he chooses to stay by my side to make him feel comfortable.
“Then I should go first.”
“Nin... I'm sorry.” His thick hand gently touched the younger man's back. Charan felt guilty... partly because he didn't want the younger one to misunderstand that he had secrets or wanted to keep things hidden all the time.
“I'm not angry, Phii.”
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