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

Reagan stood still staring at us with a blank look on his face. I regarded him with an air of indifference to which Nikolai casually rolled his eyes at before he turned to face forward.

"Well, looks like his head is still stuck in his ass." Nikolai muttered under his breath which caused me to snort in response.

I turned to look at Nikolai who offered me a smile while waggling his brows. Laughter escaped my lips as Nikolai continued to amuse me. I liked Nikolai, laughing with him was easy and I can't remember the last time I had a good laugh. It felt nice, considering everything that had happened.

Nikolai sounded bored as he replied. "Relax mate, I'm just getting to know the devil's offspring."

I heard a sigh before Reagan came to stand in front of me. "You need to come with me."

"Why? You planning to kill me?" I murmured as I reached for another piece of chicken.

Accepted Gratitude