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
The Pitiful Elias
After having lunch, Regan asked Evelyn to go back to her room.
This time, Evelyn decided not to defy him. She went to her room to have some rest as she was feeling tired.
She returned an hour later.
She was surprised to hear the melodious sound of a flute that seemed to be coming from the balcony of the prince's chambers.
Evelyn saw Elias standing at the door of the balcony and she also went there.
She was surprised to see that it was her master who was playing the flute…and he played it so well.
His eyes were closed and though his mask hid his face, she could see that he felt serene and peaceful when he played it.
She only came out of her trance when she heard the loud flap of wings and then a huge shadow covered the balcony.
"Ah…was Your Highness calling it by playing the flute?"
Evelyn guessed when she saw Lavo landing on the balcony as its wings flapped. Though she had seen it before, she couldn't help but feel mystified by its beauty.
"Yes"