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 heart beat thudded steadily in my chest as I crouched down behind a log. Beside me, a man laid in the snow, staring at me with glassy eyes with an arrow stuck in his back. Red crimson stained the snow around me along with a few bodies. I could hear war cries along with cry for pleas but the sound was muffled through the thumping in my own heart.


A hand clutched mine but it was icy cold and the woman it belonged to was now staring at me with an arrow stuck in her throat. Her mouth was opened slightly as she stared at me with cold lifeless eyes. Her blonde hair was matted to the snow, now crimson thanks to the blood that flowed from my throat. She had grabbed my hand trying to escape the commotion that was happening but they got to her.


Chapter 192 - Greatest Mercy