The Next Prince, Chapter 44 pg2
The Next Prince, Chapter 44 pg2
“Simply because she learned about Atsawathewathin’s smuggling goods from other cities and kept them, she was ordered to be killed... thrown into the muddy water with cement blocks, even though my child was inside her belly.” The heartbreaking words were accompanied by tears.
Khanin raised his hand to cover his mouth, unable to believe that someone he once respected would be so cruel and wicked.
“…”
“I want you to die, to make him feel the loss I have gone through. I thought it would remind him... but no, that cruel person didn’t care at all. He even took you to hide and killed three innocent people, just to reassure himself that
Atsawathewathin’s legacy will continue his evil deeds.”
“Stop talking!” Dhipabawon was about to shout at Waseen like a furious madman, but he was blocked by Waseen laughing heartily.
“Why? You can’t stand it anymore? What do you want me to say? I know everything, I know who you killed to allow your newborn child to survive until now. It’s time for you to know that the person who attacked you worked for me, but before… he was Atsawathewathin’s citizen, love you as much as I did but when his only son born a few months old was taken away and killed and then burned to conceal another child’s corpse, he decided that he would take revenge on all the Atsawathewathins.”
“...” Khanin was stunned by what he had heard before. The more he hears about the cruelty, the more he becomes shocked. He didn’t know what was true or false, but from Waseen’s expression, he could tell that the story was more than half true.
The feeling of despair was something that Khanin couldn’t avoid. The story he had heard made his heart clench, and Waseen’s words clearly stated that many innocent people died because of his existence.
Khanin seemed to be exhausted, and Charan, who was older, didn’t look much different. His chest rose and fell as he struggled to control himself.
“The person who took poison and committed suicide was the brother of the driver who died in that incident. He used to belong to Atsawathewathin, the older brother who worked in palace, but in the end, he was killed by Phitakthewa’s people on the orders of their boss, Phitakthewa, who belonged to Atsawathewathin, is treated like a dog on a leash...” Waseen revealed a sincere smile to all life that had to disappear from their family. From his beloved one.
That smile was sent to Charan, the person who held the gun to himself... it was filled with mockery, humiliation, and contempt.
“You know yourself, that you never want to reveal how capable you are, never want to accept your current Phitakthewa leader position, just want to keep it. Because you don’t want to be under anyone’s authority, don’t want to become like your mother. But now you are no different from us before. Being treated well by Dhipabawon made you feel more important.”
“…”
“Do you really not mind why only your mother was praised for that incident, and why does an old man like the planner Dhipabawon, treat you like a child born in the palace, like a Young Prince? You think he did it out of goodwill for you, right?” The words pierced the listeners’ hearts and
“Khanin... Charan, I didn’t intend for it to be like this.”
“Not intending for it to be like this means... you did things without intending for them to turn out like this, or you did everything without clear intentions? If you’re going to deny it, please make it clear that these things are not true.” Khanin’s shaky voice and the use of impersonal pronouns showed the distance between them, making Dhipabawon even more agitated.
“I’m sorry, but... but Khanin, you had to survive... I had no other choice.”
“I would rather die... then survive just to find out that I have to be someone’s tool.” Khanin thinks it’s better to let his life go as it should be, rather than realizing that he is the cause of someone’s pain.
The boy’s gaze followed the people affected by Dhipabawon’s actions, from the vengeful eyes of the man with deformed legs, to Waseen’s satisfied look as he exposed all the secrets of his own blood uncle, to Charan’s blank stare...
A vacant look that was so terrifyingly empty, even he might not be able to reach out and touch the heart of the other person.
“If my grandson dies... Atsawathewathin will have to...”
“Stop making excuses! Don’t say that you did it for someone else when you didn’t do it for Atsawathewathin, or for anyone else... the reason you did this is for yourself, and nothing else!” Khanin couldn’t hold back his tears any longer, hot tears streaming down his cheeks.
The true pain that Waseen felt today was palpable, and Khanin had already realized how heavy it was.
Some games take a long time to play if this was a long term game. He himself was just one piece in the board game that was meant for Grandfather to be on top of everyone, and he kept him to cover up his own evil deeds.
Family, loved ones, honor, or even life, nothing that Khanin had was gained by fair means, the happiness that once existed in the short amount of time, the joy of returning home and finding that there were still people in the family who cared for him.
It was nothing but a myth that his grandfather cared and looked after him, nothing was true at all.
Khanin himself had already realized how deep Waseen’s pain was.
The questioning that he had asked himself before, as to why the enemy would strike at this time, had already become clear to Khanin as to why Waseen had taken action now.
Because others would not have the right to come and go freely in the Royal Palace without an important ceremony. This was the only time that the other party could enter and exit without any rules governing them.
Waseen had planned everything, and the leader of Meenakarin wanted everything to end here, without any thought of competing for the throne whatsoever.
The only wanted thing of the other party was to make Dhipabawon suffer and become so desperate that he would want to eliminate them all, at this place, and leave them all dead.
Like a bomb ready to explode at any moment. Waseen did not want anyone to escape from this incident.
No one will be able to survive if they don’t make a decision of what to do right now.
“You think keeping others out of the palace is now necessary for your safety. I need to tell you something about. The bird's nest I sent you to eat was poisoned, which made you sick and had to hurriedly organize the ceremony for the Sovereign King position. It's because you trusted someone like me. Mr. Dhipabawon, you are just a stupid person, you are no smarter than anyone else.” Waseen desires satisfaction, and the leader Meenakarin still looks towards the old man who stands still, with Mr. Dhipabawon's eyes shaking, his hands trembling as they come closer together until his body trembles.
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