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
What Does Evelyn Want?
By the evening, the castle had started to sell the grains at a price that was less than what those traders in the market were selling.
As he watched the man crying in joy while buying the grains, Regan felt that he could finally breathe.
He turned to look inside his chambers and his eyes fell on his slave.
"Evelyn…come here."
Though Evelyn was confused, she did as she was asked.
"Does Your Highness need something?"
Evelyn bowed her head and asked politely but Regan clicked his tongue in impatience. He held her hand …making Evelyn remind how he had done the same when they were down in the morning.
It took her a lot of effort now as well as in the morning to not throw it away.
He doesn't have any bad intentions. She would assure her heart which was beating loudly against her chest. But the reason behind this was solely her fear and nothing else.
Evelyn sighed in relief when he finally released her hand and raised her head when she heard her master say
"Look!"