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
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Evelyn was confused. Arthur could see this very well.
How innocent! He thought.
This was what the girls in his class lacked who tried to pursue him. There were only a few because rest of them felt scared of Arthur's coldness and indifference.
He suddenly understood why he never felt interested in them.
The liveliness and innocence of Evelyn was something that he never found anywhere. She was so innocent that she would not even feel scared of him.
His eyes suddenly went to her lips. They were pink…and very soft.
He thought when his fingers unconsciously touched them. But the touch didn't last for long because Evelyn suddenly pushed his hand away and then ran out of the room.
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Evelyn exited Arthur's room.
Her hands were slightly trembling. She felt scared of the look in his eyes. In the past, Arthur had been cold usually but he had never looked at her like this…and he had never touched her before like that.