The Fallen Royalty

Chapter 1

Warnings: major character death, cheating, sex mentions, pining, depression, reproductions of sadness, murder, murderous intent

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Logan knew having this war would have been a mistake in the long run. Virgil wasn’t ready for that kind of an attack. He should have been grown up enough to notice it that time.

Rage got in the way. Feelings intruded his once rational thoughts. The war between their fighting gazes, and the past of touches they would share so intimately.

It made him shiver and almost wince at the thought of when he was once happy with him. Logan saw no need to launch a long and treacherous attack against Virgil’s emotional wall, seeing it fitting enough to send a message.

A message that drove the other kingdom to shambles.

Logan was done with whatever love affair the two had enclosed on. The affair that almost killed Logan’s marriage and absolutely tore Virgil from his normalcy.

Turning him entirely vulnerable, only to be ripped to shambles by 10 simple words. The ten words to break hearts of the hidden. To take the lovers out of hiding.

Expose their heartbreak for both their kingdoms to lay eyes upon.

Prince Logan saw no need to continue any further contact with Virgil or his kingdom; cutting off all routes of trade, every traveler that crossed or had hand-in-hand contact with any member of the others royal family.

Logan soon began to feel cowardly for his actions of leaving the Prince with such little words, not very reassuring ones at the least.

Virgil was clearly upset to his subjects, more outwardly emotional, his family having to console him for an unknown reason before he was ready to go back into public eye.

It had been him that fell in love first.

The second his eyes met Prince Logan’s dark blue ones at a council meeting, he just knew.

They bonded over the simple things like the weather and what trade plans either kingdom had developed.

Normal things for two princes to be discussing. That is until Prince Logan admits a dark secret by accident.
One that he would be in shambles to have anyone else learn of. Virgil confided in him that he had felt the dire need to share he had the same thing.

Neither kingdom was intended to overhear their nights together. Sneaking from either kingdom to the next, just to hold each other.

The way you would when you were in love. So desperately in love. Oh the things you do when you can run without worry. The way they carelessly kissed, not a fear as to who could see.

So wrapped up in each other and they way they entirely caught each other at the throat. An unbelievably toxic way to die, at the hands of a forbidden lover.

They hold you by a leash, pulling at you when your feelings are desperate or they need you. It’s just too bad Logan seemed to not feel that tug anymore.

His attachment to the younger prince was beginning to slip as he made his departure secretly, driving the younger into a panicked state no one could derive him out of.

Back to the present time now, Logan deeply felt the loss of Virgil. Not very expected considering he had a history of repressing the way he felt.

Shoving the lies deep down his throat in such an anguishing way, hoping the lies would just build up and one day they would just leave. Wishful thinking on his part, this was probably the reason why he wasn’t much of a dreamer.