A princess's duty is to be beautiful, quiet, not loud, to be seen and not to be heard, which was how Dahlia lived most of her life. Bound by the expectations of her title, she spent years trying to prove to her father that she was more than just a princess and capable of being more than an ornament in his court but each time she never got the chance. Instead, she was forced into a marriage of convenience with the bravest knight in all the kingdom, Reagan Hawthorne.

Dahlia thought she would use this marriage to escape the brutal crutches of her father and glide out of her cage but Reagan’s cold disdain was an unexpected prison of its own. While he waged wars on distant lands, she stayed behind, holding his household together and protecting the people he seemed to ignore. But Dahlia carried a dangerous secret. By day, she was the perfect wife. By night, she became the "Black Knight," a masked vigilante fighting for justice in the shadows.

Reagan returned, ready to focus on his personal mission: avenging his father’s death. To him, Dahlia was just another pawn in his plans—a spoiled princess he needed to tolerate. But as cracks began to form in her perfect façade, Reagan couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to his wife than met the eye.

Now, with enemies circling closer and their secrets threatening to collide, Dahlia and Reagan must confront the lies they’ve told themselves and each other. But when masks fall and truths are revealed, will their fragile bond withstand the storm—or will it shatter beyond repair?

One wound. One secret. One night that changes everything.

I could feel a migraine starting to form in my head at the sound of the constant whining coming from my family members. If there was a way to avoid morning assembly, I would do it. There were lot of pressing matters that needed my attention, pressing matters like saving Dahlia and most times I always handed the reins over to my mother. She could handle what needed to be done in town but matters like this needed my attention.


They were talking about holding a proper naming ceremony for Ivar. Since he was born the day Dahlia was declared death, everyone was busy mourning her death. No one had time to think of the new born babe she had left behind. But now there were whispers among the street, people were starting to find it strange that the heir to house Hawthorne wasn't granted any naming ceremony. His name wasn't announced and they were starting to get restless, most especially my mother.


Chapter 194 - A Place Of Love