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.

Bjorn stood in front of me, staring at me with a grim expression on his face. His hand gripped the sword tightly, his posture tight and rigid.


My breathing came out heavy as we both stared at each other, trying to drag out this moment as best as we could, even though we both knew it was inevitable.


He would do what he was asked to do, and I would do whatever it takes to do his duty, and I would do whatever it takes to liberate my people and also myself.


"You still remember everything I taught you?" Bjorn asked, his tone low. Solemn.


I smiled wryly. "How do you think I got here?"


"Good, use it!" Bjorn snapped before he advanced towards me.


I planted my legs firmly on the ground, bracing myself for his attack as I held my sword in front of me.


Steel and steel clashed against each other, causing sparks to fly between our blades as Bjorn drove into me with full force, using his weight.


Chapter 225 - Burn It All