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 heels clicked as I walked down the polished hallway. I smiled appreciatively at guards and servants who greeted me with politeness as I headed towards the throne room where I will be having my first meeting ever since my inauguration.


I stopped in front of the large wooden doors which swung open instantly. I walked inside, head held high as I made my way towards my throne.


Even though it has been three years already, could still hear the awed murmurs. My gaze found my friends somehwere in the crowd and I smiled at them before I climbed up the steps of the dais.


I lowered myself on to my throne and smiled as I waited patiently, with my hands clasped together.


I turned to my side and smiled at my sister who was staring at me with a smile on her face. "And you look radiant."


At my compliment, Evie blushed which made me smile even more because I wasn't lying when I said she looked radiant.


Chapter 227 - Never Hidden