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
[Bonus chapter] Evelyn Is Hurt
"Your Highness! Be careful."
The shout fell in Regan's ears and his red eyes went wide as he recognized the voice in less than a moment.
What was she doing here?
Regan immediately stabbed the man who was left and turned around to handle the one in behind but he was still late by a second.
Evelyn had already walked in front of him when he turned around and the sword that should have fallen on him, instead stabbed her shoulder.
"Evelyn!"
Regan's shouted immediately as he heard her painful groan. His hand went around her waist to hold her and with another hand, he blocked the sword which was about to stab her again.
His red eyes promised death to the man who looked ready to attack Evelyn again.
How dare he!
The man's eyes went wide when a sword stabbed his chest. It was an unexpected move and he was looking at Regan in shock as he slid down to the floor and lay dead there.