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
Using The Past
Regan had a deep frown on his forehead as he looked at Elias and said coldly
"It is simply that you people don't have the ability to follow a man."
Elias could only lower her head in shame.
Regan looked away, out of the window of the study room. Both of his hands were folded behind his back as he stared at nothing in particular.
"Did you find out about the dagger I had given you back then in Mazic?"
Elias really wished that he had an otherwise answer but he didn't so he had to say
"No, Your Highness. The people were sent to ask around in Zamorin as well…However, no information could be gathered about the sign on the dagger."
The dagger had an eagle drawn on it. Such daggers carrying a mark were usually carried out by people of an organization. Hence, Regan had a guess that Arthur had some sort of organization under him or perhaps he was part of some organization that could be under Prince William who was hiding.