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
Locked (1)
Evelyn was forced to step back inside the chambers. She didn't have any other way.
When she went back inside, Raphael was seated on the huge chair which was vacant before. Evelyn was sure that the chair was meant for King to sit and yet Raphael dared to sit on it.
King was like this.
The guards outside were not letting her step outside. She suddenly remembered how she had seen so many servants and guards on her way.
Isla was also not outside. Her heart sank inside her chest as she stared at Raphael who was looking at her with a mocking smile on his lips.
"Did you ask them to call a doctor?"
Raphael asked her in a mocking voice but Evelyn instead of answering him, asked him
"Where is my knight Isla?"
Evelyn thought that she might be selfish. As a responsible person, she should be first asked about King and ensured that he was fine that too if he was breathing.
But she was more worried about Isla. How could she not?