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The Last Confessor Episode 12

Posted by Hedowho on 30 January, 2021

The Last Confessor Episode 12

(She’s the last of her kind….)

By: Kebby NG

When Isabelle was done from the bathroom, she went out to find Mia still in the room.

“Here – already brought out a dress for you”, she pointed to the short gown on the bed and Isabelle quietly went to it and picked it up.

Mia turned around for her to dress up and soon, she was done.

She gave herself one pathetic look in the mirror, her hand touching the Rada’han around her neck.

She missed being who she was – the confessor who was feared by everyone and respected. The confessor in her usual white garment.

“Come on, confessor. We need to go now. We’re already late”, Mia said with respect and started towards the door and Isabelle, taking one last look at herself in the mirror, followed her.

They walked down the hallway, Isabelle ignoring the loatheful stares she was getting from the few people they came across.

After a long walk, they got to the kitchen was busy and a little noisy.

“Finally, she’s here!” A lady from the kitchen said, walking towards them.

“What the hell took her so long?” She placed her hand on her waist when she stood in front of Isabelle.

“I’m sorry, ma’am Naya, but she had to clean up” Mia answered.

“I don’t care what she had to do! She isn’t permitted to flaunt any of the rules and that’s it!” Naya snapped.

Hold on….Naya – wasnt that the lady in charge of preparing the King’s meal? Isabelle thought.

She narrowed her eyes on Isabelle.

“Next time you come late, I’ll have you punished. Do you understand, confessor?” She asked, but Isabelle didn’t say a word as she stared eye ball to eye ball at her.

“I said…DO YOU UNDERSTAND??” Naya yelled and the workers in the kitchen turned to look at them.

“Naya, what’s going on here?” Gloria – one of the chief maids – asked as she came close.

“You need to talk to the confessor, ma’am Gloria. It seems she doesn’t know we have rules here” Naya dimmed her eyes as she spoke and walked away.

“Hm”, Gloria sighed.
“Come on, confessor. There’s a lot to do”

She also walked away and Isabelle and Mia followed.

“Oh,,confessor. You need to be careful around here, else, you might get punished”, Mia whispered to her but as usual, she still didn’t say a word.

If only they knew she had no intentions of talking to any of them – they wouldn’t be wasting their time.

With madame Gloria,,they went over to a table where Isabelle was given a tray of pumpkin.

“Here – chop these off”, Madame Gloria instructed and she just nodded and set out to work.

“We need to keep an eye on her so she doesn’t poison us all”, one of the maids said in the kitchen and few others laughed.

Isabelle acted like she wasn’t even there as she just concentrated on the pumpkin. She would survive this – she assured herself. Yes, she would.
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After the pumpkin, she was asked to do some tools washing, then clean up and after a while, a special order came from the throne room.

“The Kings are having a meeting and needs some refreshments. Let’s quickly get some food to them, people” Madame Gloria passed the command and everyone became as busy as a bee again.

The Kings? How many Kings could there be? And what meeting could they be having? Isabelle wondered.

“Naya, is the King’s meal ready?” Gloria asked and Isabelle could notice her cheeks turned red as she answered:

“Yes, Madame Gloria.

It was obvious she felt proud being the one in charge of the King’s meal.

“Come on, then. Let’s get them to him. We shouldn’t keep the Kings waiting. Confessor,,go with this, please”, she stretched one of the trays to Isabelle.

Whaat??

Isabelle looked at her uncomfortably.

Going to the throne room to meet the other Kings? She didn’t want to.

“Come on, confessor. There’s no time!” She urged and Isabelle reluctantly took the tray from her.

“Everyone – start going, please. We’ve wasted enough time already!” Madame Gloria said and about six maids – including Isabelle and Mia – left the kitchen.

Oh! Isabelle hated it. She was scared of facing Caesar again. And to think he was with other Kings, it made her more scared.

She trailed behind the other maids as they walked to the throne room and finally, they arrived.

Her heart beat increased when she spotted Caesar – together with about five Kings and they all chatted blissfully.

“Ahh! Finally, they’re here”, one of the Kings exclaimed on seeing the maids with food.

Caesar was sitting in the middle of them since he was the host while the rest of the Kings sat comfortably on throne – like seats.

Isabelle felt her legs shake a bit when she spotted Caesar. Seeing him made her so so nervous and scared – far more than anyone could make her feel.

She gulped hard and carefully placed the trays of food on rhe big table, alongside the other maids.

“Isn’t that the confessor?” She heard one of the Kings ask and her heart gave a mighty leap.
Oh! That was what she’d been so scared of.

“Yeah, the last confessor’ another sniggered.

Isabelle tried to act like it was nothing as she successfully dropped her tray. But just when she was about walking out with the others, she heard her name:

“Come back here – confessor”
The voice was husky and she knew instantly it was one of the Kings.

Her heart nearly jumped out of her chest.

The rest of the maids also halted for a while.

“The rest of you can leave. But the confessor stays – King Philip dismissed them and they all left.

Slowly, Isabelle turned to look at the Kings. What could they possibly want from her?
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TBC.

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