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
Regan Confesses His Feelings
Evelyn didn't know what she should say but she could sense the fear in Regan's voice. Her eyes unconsciously got teary and she put his hand on her back.
She patted his back gently as she whispered
"I will be careful in the future."
Though she didn't remember anything and didn't know what happened to her, she will be careful because she didn't like to see the prince afraid.
The moment was disrupted by the distinct yet familiar sound of a growl.
Evelyn's eyes widened slightly as she whispered
"Isn't it Lavo?"
Regan leaned away slightly with his hands still around her waist as he said
"He had not left since the moment he brought you here. Since last night, he is standing on the roof."
Evelyn's heart was soft when she heard this. She had never received such care and love. She felt overwhelmed and didn't know how she should respond to it.
A moment later, she finally asked in almost a whisper
"Can I go and see him?"