Transmigration: Married To The Illegitimate Prince
What if you are transmigrated in a novel, right at the wedding altar, where you need to choose between two men: the Crown Prince and the Illegitimate Prince. The same happened with Dahlia, who after reading her favourite novel, got transmigrated. However, she chooses the Illegitimate Prince to marry to change his destiny. **** Sullivan Blackwood is the illegitimate prince of the Ryuxan Kingdom. His terrible fate was decided and locked when the King brought him to the palace. He grew up loveless and was constantly bullied by other princes and their friends. The Queen would torture him if he ever desired the same things as them. Sullivan gulped every drop of humiliation he faced as he decided to destroy the family where he could never find love and become the next King. When the Duke's daughter, Dahlia Ermacora, suddenly proposed to him, he was puzzled at first. However, he readily accepted her proposal and married Dahlia. "You made a mistake, Dahlia. You will die in the end because I have my selfish motives," Sullivan whispered in her ear after taking the final vow. ***** "Should I listen to see if your heart beats for me?" Sullivan asked in his dangerously low voice. "Huh?" Dahlia froze, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson red. "N-no," she stammered, shaking her head. "Why not? You listened to mine without hesitation," Sullivan saidm "I won't do it again," Dahlia replied quickly. "That's unfair, Lia. You can touch me whenever you want, but I can't do the same? Seems a bit one-sided, don't you think?" he whispered now his lips moved dangerously close to hers. And then, Sullivan lowered his head, he tilted it and rested his side face over her chest, which started pounding like a drum. Sullivan's pupils enlarged, his fingers moving up slightly up to open her closed ones. Dahlia's brain froze, her body involuntarily reacted and her fingers opened slowly. Sullivan intertwined their fingers as he kept hearing the loud beats of her heart. SHE WAS INDEED IN LOVE WITH HIM. ~~~~ Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight_pcy **Cover is mine**
While your heart aches
The next morning, Dahlia woke to find herself lying comfortably in the bed rather than on the sofa where she had fallen asleep. Her brows furrowed as she propped herself up on her elbows. "Sullivan must have brought me here," she murmured with the faintest hint of surprise in her voice.
As her mind drifted back to the events of the previous night, a question lingered. 'Did he truly believe me?' she wondered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door creaking open. Her eyes moved instinctively toward it and landed on Sullivan, who entered carrying a tray. The sight was unexpected, almost jarring.
"Good morning, Dahlia," he greeted warmly, a soft smile playing on his lips. "I've brought chamomile tea for you. I'm glad you woke up on your own before I had the chance to wake you." He placed the tray gently on the bedside table, his movements uncharacteristically considerate.