[Main Story Completed] 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**
The following day, before the first light of dawn could break across the horizon, Sullivan and Dahlia were already prepared to leave the palace. As part of their carefully laid plans, they both dressed in the simple, humble garments of commoners—coarse fabrics and muted colors that blended easily with the early morning shadows.
Just as they were about to slip away quietly, Sullivan was taken aback when he saw King Iramo approaching from the palace gates. His father, the formidable king, rarely rose before the sun, and Sullivan certainly hadn't expected him to do so today. The surprise was evident in his eyes as the king, still dressed in his royal robes, came to bid them farewell.
Sullivan quickly recovered from his shock and bowed deeply, his posture respectful and humble before his father. "Father," he began as he straightened, his tone laced with curiosity, "I did not expect you to wake up this early. Why have you come to see us off at such an hour?"