All Chapters of Royal Sins : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

The music was loud and the women were everywhere.“Your Highness, dance with me.”“Oh, no, he promised me the next dance.”“Atlas, look at me. I wore this gown just for you.”Prince Atlas Mavros smiled politely while three noble daughters fought over his arm like cats over fresh meat.The royal ballroom glittered with gold chandeliers and people gorgeously dressed up. It was a grand celebration at the palace.But to Atlas, it felt like a trap.He gently freed his sleeve from Lady Cassandra’s grip.“Ladies,” he said with a charming smile that had ruined many hearts across the kingdom, “if I danced with all of you tonight, I fear the musicians would collapse from exhaustion.”The women laughed. As they always did to his dry jokes. Atlas was handsome. Everyone said so.Tall. Dark hair. Sharp jaw. Cute eyes.But Atlas… felt nothing for any of those ladies.He bowed slightly and escaped before they could pull him back.Behind him someone whispered loudly.“Why does he never choose anyone?

Someone screamed.The carriage door burst open.Atlas reached for the dagger hidden in his boot just as a masked man lunged inside.The blade came fast, straight for his chest.But Atlas moved in time, so the dagger grazed his sleeve instead of his heart.“Your Highness!” Philip shouted from outside.Atlas kicked the attacker hard in the ribs. The man stumbled backward out of the carriage.Guards clashed swords with bandits in the road. Horses screamed and reared. Dust rose into the air as men fought in the middle of the fields.Atlas jumped out of the carriage.Another masked man charged him.Atlas raised his dagger.But before the man reached him…Someone tackled the attacker from the side.Both men crashed into the dirt.Atlas blinked in shock.The attacker struggled to get up.The stranger pinned him down with frightening strength and punched him straight in the jaw.The bandit went limp.Silence hung for half a second.Then Atlas recognized the man kneeling in the dirt.Dark hair

Atlas woke before sunrise.Not because he had royal duties or anything. He woke up because of a farmer.He laid on his bed staring at the ceiling, restless.Jacob’s face kept appearing in his mind.Atlas groaned and buried his face in the pillow.“This is madness.”A prince should not be thinking about a common farmer like this.Yet here he was.Again.Philip pushed open the door without knocking.He stopped when he saw Atlas awake.“You look like someone who lost a war.”Atlas rolled onto his back.“Leave me alone.”Philip leaned against the wall.“So… problem in paradise?”Atlas rubbed his face.“No.”Philip nodded.“Alright.”“Philip.” Prince Atlas called.Philip raised an eyebrow.“Yes?”“We’re going back this evening.” Atlas said.Philip closed his eyes slowly.“Absolutely not.”Atlas blinked.“What?”Philip crossed his arms.“You heard me.”Atlas frowned.“Since when do you refuse royal orders?”“Since the royal order is risky.”Atlas stared at him.Philip continued calmly.“Yo