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 Excuse
Evelyn nodded her head after she understood Regan's intentions. A moment later, she said suddenly
"I will go to my room, Your Highness, and practice the words Your Highness taught me."
Regan could tell very well that she was doing this to avoid coming across Arthur. But he didn't expose her. He in fact didn't find any need for her to meet Arthur.
He looked at her with a smile and said in almost a whisper
"I am waiting for the time when you will be comfortable enough to call me by my name."
Evelyn stiffened slightly at these words making Regan sigh.
He had actually asked her to call him by his name before as well but she always had this uncomfortable expression on her face and went stiff completely whenever he brought up this matter.
He knew that it was the training she received as a slave which was ingrained in her mind. It stopped her from crossing some boundaries sometimes which were not even needed between them.
But he needed to wait patiently.