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The Last Confessor Episode 22

Posted by Hedowho on 7 February, 2021

The Last Confessor Episode 22

(She’s the last of her kind….)

By: Kebby NG

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Few minutes later, a guard showed up on the kitchen, looking for Isabelle.

“Come with me” he said. “The princess wants you”.

Oh! Perfect. She was really looking for a distraction; something to take her mind away from here.

She left what she was doing and followed the guard, her head bowed throughout the walk.

Sh was so worried; panicked.

Whatever King Miley might have discussed with Caesar, she badly wanted to know.

They walked for a long time and she was so deep in thoughts that she wasn’t paying attention to her direction. She bumped into someone – the prince!! Madame Hapitha’s son!!!

Oh creators!!

“Watch it!” His voice was harsh as he gawped at Isabelle who bent her head immediately.

“I’m so sorry, my prince. Please forgive me. I wasn’t being careful” she apologized immediately.

He was having too much on her had already and didn’t want to add to it.

Prince Kalen was silent and stared at her.

Hmm. The confessor. I can’t believe you’ve been here for two days, but this’ the first time we’re meeting. Isn’t that incredible?” He chuckled but Isabelle remained silent as she couldn’t decipher the hidden meaning of his words.

He was tall, elegant young man, not too handsome, but could be considered charming. Although,his charms were nothing compared to that of Caesar’s.

“You look beautiful, confessor, especially with the Rada’Han on your neck” he smiled and touched it, then moved closer to her.

“Would you want me to take it off?” He whispered and Isabelle’s eyes beamed.

She lifted get eyes from the floor to look at him. What’s he talking about?

A smile curved up on his lips and he let go of the Rada’Han.

“See you later, cobfessor” he smirksd and walked away.

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For a few seconds, Isabelle was mute, staring at the back of the prince who was walking away.

“Come on confessor” the guard broke into her thoughts and she gulped hard and followed him.

Few more turns and they were standing in front of the princess’ room.

The guard knocked on the door and Rayna opened up

“Ah! At last. What took you so long, huh?” She squabbled, still holding the door

“I’m sorry for the delay, my princess” the guard bowed.

“Yeah, you can leave”. She rolled her eyes and the guard bowed and left

“Come in, confessor” she opened the door wider and walked in and Isabelle followed

“Good day, my princess” she greeted.

“Yes. Take the bag and come with me. We don’t have much time” she spoke quickly and started walking out of the room and Isabelle took the bag from the bed and followed.

She recognized it – it was the same bag they had used the previous day for archery. Were they going for another round?

They walked out of the quarters but unlike the previous day, they didn’t leave the palace. It was just within – in a field.

“My brother said I shouldn’t take you out of the palace. So, we’ll need to make use of this spot” Rayna explained as they stood in the field

Hold on..
The King doesn’t want her to leave the palace? Could it be possible…?

“I want to learn from you, confessor” Rayna broke into her thoughts.
“I want you to…teach me everything you know about archery. I want to be perfect”.

Woah!! Isabelle was stunned.

That was actually an amusing request. The princess wanted to learn from her?

She sighed.

“Okay, princess. I don’t have a problem with that” she answered courtly and opened the bag.

She brought out the bow and some arrows, taking out an arrow and keeping the rest on the floor.

“Well…the first thing you need to know is the position of the arrow on the bow” she commenced, fixing the arrow in the bow.
The princess watched keenly.

“Secondly, you position your hand towards the target. Make sure it’s directly proportional to it.

“Stretch your hands properly, because the greater force you apply to the bow, the greater the speed it’d be provide.

“Your hands shouldn’t be shaky, princess. And when you’ve gotten your stance….you pull”.

And whoop……! Went the arrow to the target.

The princess was marveled.

“How the hell do you keep doing that?” She asked in bewilderment and Isabelle only smiled.

Ah! Finally, there’s something that could make her smile. She didn’t even notice.

“Give me! Let me try that” she snatched the bow from Isabelle and took an arrow from the floor.

She fixed it into the bow, following the instructions Isabelle had given. She targetted it and trying to imitate Isabelle, she pulled.

Whoops..! Went the arrow, but unfortunately, it didn’t fall on the target. It landed beside it instead.

“Damn it!” She cursed angrily.
Huh? Isabelle was amazed. Shouldn’t she be happy? That was a good start, at least.

“I’ll be meeting with the prince and other princesses soon and I don’t even know how to shoot a target yet!” She lamented

“But you were incredible, my princess. I mean.. that’s good enough for a starter like you” Isabelle said.

“Well, I still need to be perfect!” She grouse. “I need him to notice me”

She sighed and sat on a wooden bench closeby.

“What will I even wear for the party?” She mumbled to herself, but Isabelle was still able to hear her.

The party….

She’s been hearing of it.

“Salome would be here tomorrow!” Rayna’s face suddenly brightened up.
“Oh creators! At last, I’ll be meeting her for the first time! She’ll be coming to our Kingdom!”

Isabelle smiled and didn’t say a word.

Well, the singer was someone that was rarely seen and Isabelle only had the opportunity to see her once – so many years ago in a far away Kingdom.

She had gone with some confessors on a special mission and there they found her, signing at the King’s birthday. It’s been quite a long time but Isabelle could tell she was really pretty and had performed really well.

Rayna exhaled deeply and stood up.

“I think I want to go for another round. Get me an arrow” she strerched out her hand and Isabelle handed her an arrow.
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TBC.

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