Kit opened the door of the enormous Ang-Mor-Lao mansion and clicked the heavy ornately decorated black stained wooden door closed, before pulling off his shoes and walking into the mansion’s front entrance that was his childhood home.
The checkered red and white flooring under his toes put a smile on his face. The dark wooden staircase is a contrast to the white walls and crazily patterned floor. The entrance opened to a giant pond that was in an open to the sky inner courtyard. It surrounded the entire thing by four thick pillars that had shuttered doors that could be pulled closed when it was raining, but which currently sat open to the cool night air.
Kit walked up to the old man who sat next to the pond feeding the giant fat Koi fish under the twinkling lights.
“Have you eaten?” His deep, rich gruff voice spoke before Kit had even taken a step further.
“Chimlin put out dinner for you under the cloth, you should grab some Tom Jap Chai. She has got me on a diet again, saying my cholesterol has been high lately.” He said frowning.
“Miss your spicy things?” Kit chuckled walking up to his grandfather.
Amonrat Nitpattanasai sharp black hair had not a single gray hair to be found in it. He didn’t dye it or pluck them; he said that he hadn’t let his genetics know he was old yet and had told them what to do. Chimlin had pulled his shiny hair back suave and refined, and despite it being the evening and that he was inside his own home and never went to the office anymore. He still wore a dress shirt and tie, the edges tucked into some steel gray suit pants with a thin black belt and shiny steel buckle.
He turned his small, hard midnight black eyes onto Kit, his face showed none of the signs you would assume of a man who was eighty-seven years old and just until the past six months he had been actively going into the office every day until he forced Saint to take over. He stood up slowly, leaning on the long white and gold carved cane that had been propped up against the raised white spackled basin of the pond, he slowly shuffled over to Kit his expression unchanged he paused in front of him, and leaned both hands on the top of the cane.
‘How long are you going to pretend to be that unbreakable rock we can all lean on, the way you move, the way you get up, the way you smile, everything I see. Shows me just how much you care, how tired you are, how much you need to rest.’
“I snuck a little extra into the soup when she wasn’t looking.” He said, winking.
Kit smiled, reached down and grabbed his grandpa’s hand before linking their arms.
He looked back up from their arms, smiling, only to have the smile sucked off his face for a moment before spreading even bigger, his grandpa’s black eyes glared at him judging him.
“Are you humoring an old man?”
“I wouldn’t dream of it, just if Chimlin saw, what would she think?” Kit said, smiling brightly but steered him towards the table.
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Kit tucked his suit jacket down flat against his shirt as he sat down, then unrolled the napkin and placed it across his lap. He pushed up his glasses before opening up the cloth to reveal the soup. He smelt it gently and smiled as the “little” kick of spice had been added.
“There is also green curry and roti too.” He commented offhand.
“You knew I was coming and it’s all my favorites, but you say Chimlin made them for you for dinner and these are the leftovers?” He said softly, giving a knowing humorous glance at him.
“I had a distaste for it after having a little bit so there are lots left over. Now shush and eat food before business.”
Kit nodded gently as if he believed him, but dug into the food.
“How is Ten? I saw he has a new album release and tour listed as coming up in the next week or two. Chimlin helped me buy the banner and that big flashlight, so we are going to go see it when it comes out.”
Kit held back a chuckle. “Make sure to tell Ten you are coming he would be very sad if he didn’t get to see you guys.” Kit said.
His grandpa nodded his agreement. “Ten has been busy practicing lots, you must be missing each other all the time, he’s always at the studio, and you are away always working.”
Kit gulped down his mouthful and paused the spoon inches from his mouth.
He put it down, then reached out and politely poured him and his grandfather some drinks.
“We both have been rather preoccupied these days. I do miss him lots, but we talk every day on the phone and when we are not working, we are normally together.”
“Is that stubborn brat overworking you again?”
Kit looked up at him and smirked. “I thought you said business after the meal? But no, he is working the same as I am, if not more, he is taking this pact very seriously.”
“I bet, without you he wouldn’t eat.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure about that lately.”
His grandpa slightly adjusted his seat, moving forward and leaning in.
But he changed the topic smoothly, Kit recognized it for what it was, he was shelving the conversation he wanted the most information about for later.
“You should bring Ten over again, he is such a pleasant boy. How much longer does he have on the contract?”
Kit continued chomping down his food, stopped and swallowed.
“He has about six years left on the contract.”
“Oh, good, make sure to bring him back then, I can show you the information from some really amazing celestial matchmakers who can find the perfect match for your family.”
“I already told you that we plan to use the same adoption agency as mine, from the same orphanage. But you can still pick the place for the blessings.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” Kit said firmly.
“I am one hundred percent sure.”
Kit put the spoon down.
“I am finished.”
His grandpa nodded his approval and then slowly opened up a little box that had been sitting on the table the entire time.
He pulled out a small pile of photos and threw them gently down on the table.
“So can you tell me about these?”
Kit picked them up and saw Saint and Heart playing together on the beach in Phuket.
“You have someone else tailing Saint outside of me?” Kit asked, raising his eyebrow and pushing his glasses up his nose gently.
“I always have multiple resources. I can’t leave a kingdom in the hands of some brat who is going to run away for some pipe dream he doesn’t even believe in, or want badly.”
Kit nodded, then folded his hands under his chin.
“His name is Heart, he has one older sister, no other remaining family. The sister is engaged to her longtime boyfriend Tee, Heart is only a year and a half younger than Saint.” Kit chuckled.
“I feel fantastic about them together. I have since the moment I laid eyes on Heart, I dunno why, it has been just this instant feeling that things would start to fall into the right order.”
Amonrat smiled.
“How is the acquisition and transfer of assets going? The liquidation of excess?”
Kit smiled
“Now that is where things get interesting. Let me tell you what Saint has done.”
