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
The Other Side Of Regan
The crowd dispersed and the unconscious head of the trader was taken inside the castle's prison by the guards at Elias' words.
Regan had already returned to the chambers with wounded Evelyn.
He was holding his handkerchief on her wound tightly so that blood would not flow much. When inside the chambers, he made her sit on the bed and said in a hurried voice.
"Here hold it!"
Evelyn was actually wondering if she should continue to sit on the bed or not. But Regan didn't give her much chance to her to ponder on this.
She felt actually surprised to sense the hurry and panic in his voice and immediately held the cloth on her forehead.
Then she saw him walking towards the closet and taking out the small bottle. Evelyn recognized the bottle this time. It was the same bottle that had that rare ointment that could make the pain disappear within a few minutes.
However, when Regan was about to open the bottle, she immediately stopped him.