The Masked prince
"It was a game of survival." The great Empire of Alfaros was in chaos. Prince Regan was returning from the battlefield after four years. Years ago, he used to be the most beautiful prince of the Empire. Ironically, the same prince was today known as The Masked Prince. It is said that he had a huge scar on his face, a face that used to be very beautiful. The scar was so horrifying that the Emperor got scared when he saw it and sent him away to the battlefield. But the war was over. And he was to return. . . . Looking at the green eyes that didn't even flicker at the sight of his scarred face, Regan was filled with a surprise for a moment. At the same time, something flashed in his cold eyes when he saw how calm she looked. "What is your name?" "Evelyn, Your Highness" "Evelyn..." Regan tasted the name on his lips. His red eyes looked at her face which was completely blank and he said "Evelyn, you will be my personal slave from today on." Evelyn looked calm. However, as time passed, Evelyn realized that Regan wanted more. Much more than she could give him. She tried to stop him. But what would she do when the prince forcefully put his heart into her hands and was adamant about taking hers? Will Evelyn then choose to move away or to move on? Especially at the time when horrors of her past shadow her heart __________ This story is a part of the contest so if you enjoy reading, please support to encourage the author. In return, I assure you that the plot will not disappoint you because it is full of turns and twists. Cover is mine. Made by: Lay Lee
In The Royal Chambers (2)
When Evelyn checked on Derrick again an hour later, she found that he was asleep.
There was nothing to pass her time inside the chambers. She could see some books lying on the shelves inside the chambers but she was not sure if Derrick would like it that she touched them.
So despite how tempted, she was to read them, she controlled herself.
In the end, she could stand by the window and watch the sky until the sun set.
After some time, the guard walked in with the dinner. The tray had two bowls as usual – one big and one small.
As soon as the guard left, Evelyn went to the bathroom with the larger bowl and disposed it off. Then she walked towards the bed with the small bowl in her hands.
When Evelyn parted the curtain a little she realized that Derrick was already awake.
Evelyn bowed her head and said respectfully.
"Your Majesty, the dinner is here."
However, Derrick looked at her with scrutiny and asked coldly
"What did you do with another bowl?"