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.

My whole body ached from riding, I hate to admit it but Reagan was right. Staying on the horse for too long while staying rigid and trying to ignore the warmth behind me was a not so wise idea. My whole body was filled with muscle soreness while my back remained tight with stone liked legs. I avoided expressing what I felt and my discomfort since Reagan would take absolute joy in teasing me.


My breath escaped in visible relief when I saw the manor ahead. I forced myself to sit up straight, the pain I was feeling long gone as I stared at the manor where a lot of people were waiting for us. There were loud cheers of welcome as the large gates swung open revealing a small crowd that cheered at the sight of us.


Right in the midst was also my dear family, each of them dressed in their finest. I swallowed the knot in my throat as Marina's unsmiling face found mine, same with the rest of the family, although Celeste looked all too happy to see Reagan was back.


Chapter 107 - Called Me His