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 Confession
Evelyn thought that she might have misheard, otherwise, why would the prince say such words?
But when she looked into his eyes, her heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but feel bewildered.
Did the prince like her?
She must have misheard.
Evelyn's consciousness told her again as she shook her head. Regan looked at her in confusion and asked
"What are you doing?"
Was she perhaps refusing his words?
Evelyn blinked and whispered a moment later.
"I think there is something wrong with my ears …or I might be having hallucinations."
Regan's lips were pressed in a thin line for a moment when he heard these words. Exactly how much low self-esteem did this girl have?
He wondered suddenly.
Could she not even believe that he could like her?
The next moment, he suddenly held her waist and pulled her closer to himself if that was even possible.