DA_Aloera

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.

THE Knight’s Hidden Princess

The kashkil man looked up at the right moment just as the arrow flew in a precise flight that cut an accurate path through the sky. I watched as the man blocked the arrow with his sword, sending it crashing into the ground he then turned to stare directly at the bush where we were hidden. I wasted no time in nocking another arrow.

"Looks like we have company people!" The man said and all the men turned to look at us.

I fired another arrow from the shadows and this one struck one of the men in the front of his chest. The man who had an arrow in front of his chest emitted a roar as he charged forward towards the bush.

"Alright Heather, find a way to free the men. Eddie, you are with me, stay close!" I warned before I stepped forth out of the shadows.

Saving Mr. Cold And Grumpy