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
Reaching Mazic
The second night, they stopped again for rest.
Evelyn was silently staring at the sky looking at the moon which was surrounded by stars. How she wished that she had Regan by her side right now!
The guilt of leaving Ezra behind to lose his life for her was eating her alive!
She wondered if she was being selfish. If only the three knights were not serving her, then Ezra would not have gone through this.
It made her wonder if the people around her …those who got close to her were destined to suffer.
First Oliver, now Ezra. Even her prince was not faring well.
She really wanted Regan's arm around herself right now because Evelyn could feel herself falling with every passing moment.
"Don't blame yourself."
Derrick's cold voice fell in her ears but she didn't look at him.
Evelyn didn't know what she should say to Derrick. She pondered on Derrick's words and knew that he was right.
Even her prince had told her the same.