The Masked prince
Chapter 91: Would Regan Come To Save Evelyn?

Chapter 91: Would Regan Come To Save Evelyn?

Evelyn’s one hand was still on the wrist where the black band was no longer there. The feeling was surreal.

She was no longer a slave.

Evelyn thought that it would take her a long time to get used to of that feeling.

Her eyes stuck to the firm back of the man who was walking in front of him. The streets were still crowded. But she followed him without any difficulty. There was so much to say but her throat was so thick that she couldn’t let out a single word.

Here she had thought that the prince wanted to sell her back. However, the truth was that he wanted to free her.

No wonder he had come that day to ask her where she had been sold to.

Guilt filled Evelyn’s eyes for misunderstanding the prince and her eyes lowered unconsciously. It was this one fleeting moment where she had moved her eyes away from him and when she raised her head again, she couldn’t see him any longer.

Evelyn’s eyes went wide instantly as she looked around but in the sea of people, she couldn’t find the figure she was looking for.

Where did the prince go?

"Your Highness"

She shouted hoping that he would respond to her voice or appear in front of her. The surrounding people looked at her in confusion but she continued to shout.

"Your Highness"

However, the man never appeared in front of her.

Evelyn didn’t give up.

She stopped at the end of a street where there was some open space then she raised herself on her toes and tried to look through the crowd. But she was bound to get disappointed.

Suddenly Evelyn felt something hanging across her waist and looked down. There was a heavy pouch hanging on her waist from the fur coat she was wearing through a string. Frowning, she opened the string to take the pouch in her hands and looked at it in confusion.

She didn’t carry anything while coming here. In confusion, she touched it and her face suddenly went somber as she had a guess about what was there inside.

As she opened it slowly, indeed there were a large number of coins inside the pouch. From the way they shone, Evelyn thought they must be made from the most precious metal of which jewelry her mistress in the past used to wear.

They were Gold coins.

Even though she had gold coins, that too, so many there was no trace of happiness in her eyes. Evelyn could suddenly understand what was going on.

Why did the prince free her and why this pouch suddenly appeared on her waist!

Her eyes couldn’t help but go red slowly as they started to fill with tears but she refused to shed them.

She clutched the pouch tightly and stood there silently, with her eyes lowered to the ground.

A long time passed.

When they had come here, it was morning. And now the sun was starting to set. The passers-by were looking at Evelyn as she had been standing in the same place for a long time.

The sun had set completely now.

It was night. The streets were dark and someone could be seen rarely on the street.

There was no one to regulate the Royal City. So it was risky to wander outside at such hours. An alone person could be caught and sold to become a slave. Therefore, people preferred to stay inside their houses at such hours.

Evelyn, however, stood at the same spot on the street in the same position.

More time passed and the cold winds were now blowing in the street striking her body.

Evelyn heard footsteps and raised her head for the first time in the past few hours.

She saw three men walking towards her with hideous grins on their faces. Her heart sank inside her chest but her feet didn’t move. Her one hand clutched the pouch and the other her dress tightly.

She was scared. But she won’t run away.

The men approached her. As soon as they were near, Evelyn could tell that they were drunk. She shivered as she wondered if she should really run.

Though her mind thought this, her legs still didn’t move.

"Beauty, who are you waiting for? Why don’t you accompany us? We will take you to a very beautiful place."

One of the men stepped closer and said. Evelyn was forced to turn her nose away as he stinks a lot.

When the man saw this, anger flashed in his eyes but he still maintained the grin on his lips.

They had not expected to find a girl in the street while returning. And the girl even looked beautiful.

They were planning to first use her to their wish and then sell her to a slave trader. That way, they would be able to earn money as well as spend time with beauty without even paying.

The man grinned when he thought this and raised his hand to touch Evelyn’s cheeks.

Evelyn’s body stiffened and her eyes closed unconsciously as she tried to back away but there was nothing but a wall behind her.

However, as she waited for the unfortunate thing, it never came. Instead, what she heard the next moment was a painful groan.

Immediately, she opened her eyes which were filled with hope, and finally saw the man whom she had been waiting for the whole day.

Regan kicked the man who was trying to touch Evelyn again.

"Ah...who is it? Ah..."

Without even answering he kicked the man again. The two men who were watching all this wanted to fight to save their friend but when they saw how Regan was beating their friend, they couldn’t dare to step forward. In the end, they decided to run away.

However, as soon as they turned around, Regan used both of his hands to catch their collars to drag them back.

He beat them until they were unconscious.

When he stood there to look down at their bloody faces, his red eyes were filled with nothing but ruthlessness.