"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
Rex didn't agree with what Regan thought but Regan still wanted to confirm. He had a huge hunch that Evelyn's will of leaving Mazic was involved with this man's appearance.
Because nothing that could cause the sudden change in her happened in the past few days.
At this moment, he was standing outside Evelyn's room.
The doors were closed and Regan couldn't find the courage to open them. He was afraid that if he went inside and talked to her then she would again talk about leaving.
He had told her that she had her own free will now. She could do whatever she wanted. But now, it was he only who was stopping her and made her realize that even if she didn't have that black band on her wrist, the coins with which he had brought her were a debt on her.
As much as he felt guilty, Regan didn't regret it.
How could he just let her leave! Especially now when he had guessed that there were some other reasons behind her sudden will of leaving.