Biography
Prince Kitiyakara Voralaksana was born at Grand Palace, Bangkok. He was the 12th son of King Chulalongkorn, Rama V of Siam, and Chao Chom Manda Uam (เจ้าจอมมารดาอ่วม). He attended primary school at Suankularb Wittayalai School, Bangkok. In 1885, he went to the United Kingdom, to study Oriental Studies, Pali and Sanskrit at the University of Oxford. He went to study abroad with three of his half-brothers:
- Prince Rabhibhadhanasakdi, Prince of Ratchaburi
- Prince Pravitra Vadhanodom, Prince of Prachinburi
- Prince Chirapravati Voradej, Prince of Nakhon Chaisi
After returning to Bangkok, he worked in the Office of the Royal Secretariat and Education Office (later Ministry of Education). In 1902, he became the Minister of Finance. On 26 April 1902, his father gave him the royal title as The Prince of Chanthaburi, translated as Krom Muen Chunthaburi Naruenat (กรมหมื่นจันทบุรีนฤนาถ, the fifth level of the Krom ranks. He had used this title until his father's death. His royal title was elevated from Krom Muen into Krom Phra, the second level of the Krom ranks by his half-brother, King Vajiravudh (Rama VI)
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