Would Regan Come To Save Evelyn?

Evelyn's one hand was still on the wrist where the black band was no longer there. The feeling was surreal.

She was no longer a slave.

Evelyn thought that it would take her a long time to get used to of that feeling.

Her eyes stuck to the firm back of the man who was walking in front of him. The streets were still crowded. But she followed him without any difficulty. There was so much to say but her throat was so thick that she couldn't let out a single word.

Here she had thought that the prince wanted to sell her back. However, the truth was that he wanted to free her.

No wonder he had come that day to ask her where she had been sold to.

Guilt filled Evelyn's eyes for misunderstanding the prince and her eyes lowered unconsciously. It was this one fleeting moment where she had moved her eyes away from him and when she raised her head again, she couldn't see him any longer.