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 glared at my father feeling nothing but hatred and rage as I stood in front of him. Clenching my fist, I continued to stare at him and at this point I was almost trembling with rage. How could he? How could one man be so evil and so cruel? I asked myself as I clenched my nails tightly, my fingernails digging into my palms but I stayed numbed to the sensations.


I stared at my father but he only stared back at me with emotionless grey eyes as he viewed me as if he had no humanity in them. He stared back at me suggesting all his wrong doings had proper reason but even though, how could he? I could take him doing that to me, treating me like I was dirt, in fact I could even forgive him for almost turning me into murderer but one thing I wouldn't take was the stupid bullshit he pulled.


My father scoffed as he narrowed his gaze at me. "You seem to have forgotten your manners girl, weren't you taught to properly greet your elders?"


Chapter 132 - Expendable