"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 Royal Army set out for departure.
Many people from the city followed the soldiers to the border.
Evelyn watched from the scene window of the room. Her eyes could easily find the horse on which Regan was seated. In the sky, she saw Lavo flying just above the prince's horse.
The giant creature was following the prince.
As if it felt her gaze, it even turned to look towards the window. Evelyn raised her head immediately waving it slightly.
When Lavo growled suddenly, she knew that it was his response to her wave.
She smiled slightly but it was a sad one. Her eyes again went to the crowd but this time, she stilled when she saw a person looking towards her.
It was none other than Arthur seated on his horse who was looking toward her. Evelyn didn't look at Arthur for more than a second.
She remembered that the prince had asked her not to look into Arthur's eyes. According to Dan, Arthur's spell worked when one looked into his eyes.