All Chapters of Royal Sins : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Atlas had barely slept.The palace was quiet, but his mind was all over the place.Lady Katerina Valerius.His fiancée.The word alone felt heavy in his chest.He turned onto his side and groaned into his pillow.“Gosh…. this is a disaster.”A knock came at the door.Before he could answer, the door opened and his personal aide slipped inside.Philip.Philip had served Atlas since they were boys. Loyal to the core. Completely uninterested with their royal nonsense.Philip folded his arms.“You look like someone who drank poison last night.”Atlas sat up slowly.“I might as well have.”Philip raised an eyebrow.“That bad?”Atlas dragged a hand through his hair.“Father accepted a marriage proposal for me.”Philip blinked.Then he laughed.Atlas stared at him.“You find this funny?”Philip wiped his eyes.“Oh, forgive me, Your Highness, but the entire kingdom has been waiting for this moment.”Atlas groaned again.“Not you too.”Philip leaned against the wall.“So who’s the unlucky wom

Prince Atlas had never chased anyone before.Kings chased power.Princes chased alliances.Men like him were supposed to chase crowns.Not farmers.Yet here he was at sunrise, standing in the palace courtyard like a thief about to sneak out of his own life.Philip leaned lazily against a pillar, arms folded, watching him struggle with his horse saddle.“You’re tying that wrong,” Philip said.Atlas didn’t look up.“I know how to saddle a horse.”“Clearly.”Philip smirked.“You’re nervous.”Atlas froze.“I am not.”Philip pushed off the pillar and walked closer.“You have a lot on your mind and it shows on your face”“You’re going to see him again.”Atlas turned sharply.“Lower your voice.”Philip lifted his hands.“We’re alone.”Atlas glanced around the courtyard anyway.The guards at the gate were half-asleep in the early morning air.Still.His heart beat faster.“I’m not going to see him,” Atlas muttered.Philip raised an eyebrow.“Oh?”“We’re simply passing through that road again.

The nightmares started again, the palace never truly slept, even at the third hour of the night when the kingdom of Anaktora was swallowed in shadow and silence, king Aaron sat alone in his chambers trembling because the dreams were coming again and this time more scary. It always started the same way. Atlas was standing in the Royal hall dressed in the full regalia of a crown Prince to be, the nobles were there watching. Even the council, the entire Court held its breath as Atlas walked into the hall holding hands with a man. Atlas bowed in front of his father, reached out and took the man’s hands and kissed him in front of everyone. And the court erupted. King Aaron’s eyes snapped open. He woke up with his hand pressed hard against his chest, his breathing was uneven and heavy. Like something had followed him out of his dream and refused to leave.For a moment, he didn’t move. He just stared into the darkness. Then slowly… he sat up. He had known this for over five years now. May

Atlas had not slept well in four days.He was used to bad sleep. The crown came with its share of midnight anxieties, trade reports that wouldn’t resolve, council arguments that replayed themselves in his head, the pressure of being the person everyone in a kingdom was quietly waiting on. But this was different. It was not the crown keeping him awake. The day had just begun but he was already pacing his chamber like a man haunted.Because he was really being hunted. That dream stayed in his memory all night. The boy in the forest.The arms that held him.The voice that told him, “I’ve got you.Atlas dragged his hand through his hair.“Why does it feel like Jacob?” he muttered.The door opened. Philip walked in, already dressed.He took one look at Atlas and sighed.“You look worse than yesterday.”Atlas turned sharply.“Good morning to you too,” Atlas said, without looking up.“Did you sleep at all?”“Yes, I did.”Philip pulled the chair from the corner and sat down uninvited, he w

“Where is Philip?” Atlas hated waiting, he had not left his chamber all morning. As if on cue, the door opened and Phillip walked in, calm as always. Atlas turned immediately.“Well?”Philip didn’t answer right away. He walked in slowly, closed the door then looked at him.“I found him.”Atlas’s heart jumped.“Where?”“Where is he?”Philip’s lips curved slightly.“At his farm.”Atlas swallowed.“…he’s been around?”Philip shook his head.“No.”Atlas didn’t realize when he started smiling.“I arranged a meeting.”Atlas’s head snapped up.“When?”“How?”Philip shrugged.“This evening.”Atlas froze.“That soon?”Philip raised an eyebrow.“You want to wait longer?”Atlas shook his head quickly.“No.”“I don’t think I can.”Philip nodded.“Good.”—Before the evening came, the palace buzzed with noise from the welcoming of Gaius’s guests. Lady Maris Dravos arrived at Anaktora on a Tuesday, which was, in Atlas’s opinion, the most unremarkable day of the week to do something that was supp