The Masked prince
Chapter 200: Arthur’s Plans

Chapter 200: Arthur’s Plans

Raphael was surprised when he stepped inside the chambers and saw the condition there.

"Woah! What happened here?"

He asked as he looked towards Arthur who was seated on the couch. His figure was covered under the darkness so he could only see Arthur’s outline.

But still, Raphael’s eyes narrowed slightly. He didn’t like that Arthur didn’t even stand up to welcome him. He was a Royal Prince while Arthur was nothing but a guest here.

If only he was aware of Arthur’s thoughts then perhaps Raphael would have flown out of rage by now.

Still, Raphael remembered his purpose and put aside his dissatisfaction as he walked to Arthur and said

"Sir Arthur wished to meet me. Is there any matter?"

Arthur first breathed deeply to calm his anger before he raised his head to look at Raphael. He had to control the urge to kill Raphael then and there by reminding himself how important Raphael was to his plans.

"Your Highness"

Arthur started in a surprisingly calm voice.

"I wished to know if you have made any plan regarding what we have discussed before."

Raphael frowned and shook his head a few moments later.

"Not yet, Sir Arthur. We need a good opportunity for that."

Arthur sneered coldly. He couldn’t wait now. The temptation to see blood was provoking him to do something. And if Evelyn stayed away from him for a few more days, Arthur was afraid that he would go crazy. His heart was already burning after seeing her dancing in someone else’s arms.

Knowing that she was living as someone else’s wife didn’t help him anyhow.

"Opportunities are created, Your Highness. I want you to create one for me. I want my wife back. And if you want Alfaros, you should help me. Otherwise, we can part ways."

Raphael looked at Arthur coldly as he asked with a mocking chuckle

"May I know how Sir Arthur can even help me?"

Raphael wanted to show Arthur his place. He had proposed an alliance to Arthur because he could see that the latter despised Regan and wanted Evelyn.

He knew that hurting Evelyn was the best way to hurt Regan.

However, in the past few days, he had been wondering whether Arthur would be of any help to him.

After all, he didn’t know that Arthur was actually sent by Prince William himself. Arthur would never let him know this. He knew that he needed to keep himself safe in any kind of situation.

Raphael was dreaming of having a huge Empire which comprised of Alfaros as well as Zamorin. What he didn’t know was that ...according to Arthur and William’s plans he would get nothing.

So Arthur chuckled looking at the stupid prince who was blinded by the greed of the Empire so much that he couldn’t see what was good for him and what was not.

"That is something you don’t need to know, Your Highness. However, I can assure that I have more manpower on my side to fight than Your Highness."

Raphael’s eyes again flashed with anger when he heard Arthur’s arrogant words. But what could he say seeing how confident Arthur looked!

His eyes did narrow slightly as he wondered how Arthur had so much manpower. And from here, he was also aware that he needed to stay wary of Arthur.

The man looked mysterious suddenly.

Even if Arthur could see what Raphael was thinking, he didn’t care as he said

"Your Highness, I wish that you come up with a plan within a week. Otherwise, I will start my own plans which would only include getting my wife back."

Arthur was lying.

His plans behind coming to Alfaros included Evelyn but not only her. He had already searched Zamorin all over and didn’t find her anywhere so he came to Alfaros.

But William send him here only because he wanted him to create favorable situations for him to win back not only Zamorin but Alfaros as well.

And Arthur couldn’t disobey William.

But Raphael didn’t need to know that.

Raphael though angry nodded his head and left the chambers after that.

Arthur glared at his back coldly before he got up and wore his robe on the inner clothes.

He was going out because he needed answers to some questions he had since the day he had come back from Mazic.

He needed to know why his power didn’t work on Regan!

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Evelyn woke almost five hours later.

When she opened her eyes, she immediately saw Regan on a chair placed beside the bed. His head was leaned against the headrest and his eyes were closed.

Evelyn’s condition was much better now and she realized why the prince was there.

Was he here all the time?

She wondered.

The night in Alfaros was cold always.

And he was not even covered with a blanket.

Evelyn frowned in worry and sat up a little as she tried to cover him with the blanket that was covering her. But her hand had just moved near Regan’s chest holding the blanket when Regan suddenly caught it and opened his eyes.

His eyes were cold and filled with ruthlessness just like the other day.

Evelyn didn’t feel fear this time because she knew what Regan was thinking. It was her fault that she got closer to him when he was sleeping.

Looking into his eyes, she said softly

"It is me, Your Highness."

The coldness in Regan’s eyes faded slowly and his eyes were filled with warmth as he stared at Evelyn.

"Evelyn...you are awake."

He whispered as he suddenly moved towards her and then dragged her frail frame in his arms.

As he embraced her firmly yet gently in his arms, Evelyn could feel her heart racing against her chest.

"Your Highness..."

She whispered breathlessly.

"Hmm..."

Regan hummed in response as if asking her to continue.

But when she didn’t say anything, he himself started speaking.

"I was scared when you suddenly closed your eyes. I thought that ...you would leave me as my mother did. Don’t scare me like that again, Evelyn."