The Masked prince
Chapter 58: The Master Is Serving The Slave

Chapter 58: The Master Is Serving The Slave

Dan had to make a new medicinal paste to apply on the wound and tied it with a new clean white cloth.

Evelyn felt flustered when she realized that she had troubled him because of her carelessness. But Regan felt that it was best if she felt like this. Then perhaps she would take care of her wound in the future and not move carelessly as she did a few moments ago.

One thing that Regan was now sure of was, Evelyn was very afraid of troubling others. She felt very uncomfortable if someone else would have to do some sort of work because of her. She wanted to do her work on her own.

As much as Regan found it endearing, he also felt helpless.

Because he really wished that in the future, Evelyn would depend on him at times like this.

After Dan left, Regan asked a guard to the kitchen and inform them they could send the meal.

However, when he returned inside the chambers, he found Evelyn lying on the bed with a troubled expression.

"Evelyn, do you need anything?"

He asked softly as he approached the bed.

Evelyn who heard his voice, for a moment, felt startled. Because she could suddenly sense a little change in her master’s behavior.

A moment later, however, she shook her head to shake away her thoughts when she realized that the prince was waiting for her answer.

"No, Your Highness."

She answered and saw Regan sighing as he closed his eyes.

This made Evelyn feel nervous as she wondered if she did anything wrong. However, the prince didn’t say anything. He merely looked at her for a few moments before he moved to the chair.

What did he even expect? That she would tell him what she wanted, what she was feeling?

She liked to hide most of the things inside her brain. Regan wondered if there was any way to go inside that little brain and know what she was thinking all the time.

He came out of his thoughts when the guard came and informed him that the maid was outside with dinner. Regan nodded his head and asked the guard t let her inside.

Only a few people could enter Regan’s room without permission. And Evelyn suddenly realized that she was also one of them as she never needed to wait outside the chambers.

A little surprised by her discovery, Evelyn also felt a slight joy inside her heart.

Did that mean that the prince trust her?

He was not really comforting her that way. He actually meant it.

Thinking this, Evelyn felt that the pain she was feeling in her shoulder suddenly decreased.

It was Hannah who entered the chambers with a tray in her hands.

Her head was lowered but when she entered and Regan asked her to keep the tray on the bedside table, Hannah raised her head slightly to glance at Evelyn.

Evelyn was also looking at Hannah. However, she was startled to see that Hannah’s eyes were so red.

She suddenly remembered a little bit of what she had heard when she was unconscious. She had heard Hannah’s voice.

Did she cry for her?

Evelyn looked at Hannah with blank eyes who smiled widely when she saw her awake. However, perhaps because of Regan’s presence, Hannah could only do this and then leave after putting the tray on table.

However, Evelyn looked at Hannah who even turned around to look at her again when she was behind the prince. The wide smile on Hannah’s lips warmed Evelyn’s heart.

As Hannah turned around to leave the chambers finally, Evelyn tried to remember if someone had cried for her before this. In the past also, she had been beaten, and she had gotten countless wounds. So many times, she felt that her body would breathe her last after a beating but no one ever cried for her.

"Evelyn..."

Evelyn came out of her thoughts and looked at the prince who had just called out her name.

"Let me help you in sitting up. Then you will drink this porridge."

Regan said calmly but his words seemed to be an order to Evelyn. So she immediately nodded her head.

However, when Regan stood up from the chair and came closer to her to help her in sitting on the bed, she suddenly felt slightly flustered.

"Your Highness..."

She called out suddenly as she looked at him with wide eyes. Regan stopped immediately and looked at her. But when she didn’t say anything, he asked calmly

"What is it? Is there something wrong?"

Looking at his calm face, Evelyn suddenly felt that she was thinking too much. So she shook her head in confusion and lowered her head. But because of this, she couldn’t see the small smile that emerged on Regan’s lips just after she lowered her head.

But Regan soon maintained a calm expression on his face and with that same calm face, he held Evelyn’s waist and uninjured shoulder carefully to help her in sitting up.

He could feel her body stiffening up under her touch so he looked at her face. But her head was so lowered as if she was trying to bury it in her chest.

Regan felt amused to see her like this but asked calmly

"Did it hurt just now when I helped you?"

"No!"

Evelyn said immediately as she tried to look calm regardless of what was going on inside her mind.

However, when she saw the prince nodding her head in satisfaction as he adjusted a pillow for her to lean on while saying

"Good. Then let me help you in the future."

Evelyn suddenly wanted to change her words from a few moments ago. Having the prince to help her every time...now that would mess up her brain!

But now she no longer had the chance to change anything. Regan had already picked up the bowl of porridge and he stirred it with a spoon. Taking a spoon filled with porridge, he waited for a few moments for it to cool down before he took it near Evelyn’s mouth.

And Evelyn’s eyes immediately went wide at his action.

"Y...Your Highness. There is no need to do this. I can eat on my own."

She was a slave. How could she let her master serve her like this! Evelyn’s whole body felt stiff as she looked at the spoon near her lips.

A slave served her master. How could a master serve his slave?

However, Regan’s lips were pressed in a thin line when he heard her words.