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**
Dahlia gripped the cold metal bars, her frustration mounting as she looked at the two soldiers, who were quietly gossiping amongst themselves.
"Hey! Why am I being imprisoned? Did Sullivan not give any explanation?" she called out, her voice sharp with annoyance.
One of the soldiers, taken aback by her sudden outburst, quickly responded. "Your Highness, Prince Sullivan didn't give any explanation."
"Then let me out!" Dahlia demanded, her eyes narrowing. "I'll sit over there on the chair, not here like a criminal."
The soldier hesitated, glancing nervously at his companion. "But Your Highness, Prince Sullivan may get angry if I disobey his orders."
Dahlia leaned closer to the bars, her tone softening slightly but still firm. "I promise, I'll run back to the cell if he comes. Besides, have I committed a crime for him to lock me up like this?"
The soldier shook his head. "No, Your Highness."