All Chapters of Forbidden To Love: A Royal Sin : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

The dining room glows under soft amber light, rich and golden, like candlefire caught in crystal. Father sits at the head of the table, every inch the king; composed, serene, and watching everything. Gregory sits beside him at his right while I sit next to him. Across from us, the Matican royals; Prince Cassian and Princess Celeste, sit like reflections from another life.I still can’t believe it. Two days since their arrival, and it feels as though the world tilted just a little.Conversation is polite, almost too careful. Every word sounds measured, like a dance no one dares misstep.I glance at Cassian. He hardly touches his food. His fork moves idly across the plate, lost in thought. Celeste leans toward him, whispering something only for him. Whatever she says draws a faint smile from him, but it doesn’t last.There’s such a quiet bond between them; an ease or a tenderness that feels almost sacred. Gregory notices too; I can tell by the way his gaze lingers before he looks away,

In just twenty-four hours, the news spreads through the palace like wildfire and beyond its walls and across all of Aerithia. Everyone knows now: I’m not the true daughter of King Halrion. I was swapped at birth. The real child and the King’s biological son has returned. It still feels unreal. Everywhere I go, whispers follow me like shadows. Swapped at birth… a twin… two princesses, identical. I hear it in the corridors, in the servants’ quarters, even in the kitchens.Lina nearly faints when she finally meets Celeste. I watch her circle my twin in disbelief, gasping, “It’s like looking into a mirror!” She keeps touching Celeste’s hair, her face, comparing us out loud until I have to laugh.Kian, however, is nowhere to be found. I haven’t seen him since the announcement and honestly, I’m not sure I want to. He’s probably processing everything in his own way.The council is already restless. Even Lord Renald knows. I can feel the shift in how people look at me with curiosity, sympath

Morning light spills through the high glass windows of the royal study, painting the marble floor in calm, golden ribbons. For the first time in weeks, the palace is too quiet. The Matica envoys are gone, the celebrations are over, and all that remains is the echo of truth in the halls.I sit opposite Father and Gregory at the long oak table, surrounded by stacks of sealed documents and the soft rustle of paper as the royal secretary sorts through the morning dispatches. My thoughts drift for a moment to Celeste’s smile, Cassian’s parting words, and how everything has changed in a matter of days. Then the secretary clears his throat and holds out a letter with the royal seal of the Crown Investigation Panel.“Your Majesty, this arrived at dawn. Urgent correspondence from the CIP.”Father takes the letter, his brow furrowing slightly as he breaks the seal and discharges the secretary. The room is still. The faint crackle of the parchment feels louder than breath.He reads silently for

“I’ll tell you everything,” he continues, his voice trembling slightly, “if you promise not to prosecute me.”“It depends on the gravity of your confession,” Gregory says, his tone calm but firm as he walks to the sofa. He sits, crossing one leg over the other. I follow and take a seat beside him. “I’m not making any promises, Dr. Arun,” Gregory adds, “but your honesty may lessen your punishment if found guilty. Let’s hear it.”Dr. Arun swallows hard, rises, and quietly walks to the door. He flips the ‘Not on Duty’ sign and locks it before returning to his desk. The tension in the air thickens.We fix our eyes on him, waiting.“I used to know Julia Stephens,” he begins softly, his gaze distant, “long before she even met King Halrion, your father.”Gregory leans forward slightly. “You… knew her personally?”A sad smile plays on his lips. “We were in medical school together. She was brilliant, charming and full of life. Everyone admired her. I… I was helplessly in love with her.”I feel

Everything about Matica feels like home; the warm smiles, the delicious food, the graceful way everyone receives us, and the serene beauty of the palace itself.Our guest chalet is like a little palace on its own, with two elegant rooms, each en suite. Gregory and I are settled in separate rooms, but there’s a connecting door between them. Whoever planned it clearly had an idea in mind and I can almost sense Cassain’s hand in it.Lina and our escorts are also treated royally. They each have their own quarters nearby, and the palace attendants see to their comfort as though they were nobles themselves.The whole palace and indeed, the entire Kingdom of Matica is alive with excitement and activity. Preparations for the coronation fill every hall and courtyard. It’s a historic moment: for the first time, a woman will be crowned ruler of this land. My heart swells with pride knowing that this remarkable woman is my twin sister, and that I’m here to witness and be part of it all.There has