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The Last Confessor Episode 9


The Last Confessor Episode 9

(She’s the last of her kind….)

By: Kebby NG

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Isabelle couldn’t stop thinking pathetically as she followed the lady to wherever it was she was taking her. She didn’t even care if it was somewhere dangerous. Her life was already a mess, being the King’s prisoner.

They walked down a quiet hallway, then got to where seemed a little noisy, coming across some guards who were drinking and laughing widely.

As Isabelle walked by, they turned and stared seductively at her.

“Hey, confessor”, one of them called in a sniggering voice.

“Come and confess me, please. Come and make me your slave”.

A roar of laughter was heard but Isabelle tried her best not to react to it or even stop to look at them. She just bent her head and continued walking like they were never referring to her.

She knew they were only making mockery of her because of the Rada’Han on her neck. They knew her powers had been caged and that was what angered Isabelle to the core. She hated the fact that her powers were locked.

After a long walk, she finally arrived in front of an old looking door.

The lady inserted a key into it and it was opened immediately. She pushed the door open and walked in, but Isabelle didn’t go in immediately as she tried having a peek from outside.

It was a room – a poor looking room and seemed to belong to a maid.

“Please, come in. This would be your room from now on”, the lady who was already in said, and Isabelle’s brows arched.
Her room?

She moved her legs slowly and walked into the room, taking slow and steady steps. Her eyes scoured the place.

There was a bed, a wooden wardrobe which Isabelle knew would be empty, a wall mirror and an empty table.

The room looked poor, but Isabelle was still grateful because she’d thought she was going to be locked up in the dungeon.

“My name is Mia”, the lady said as she walked to the wooden wardrobe.

She opened it and brought out a shaggy dress which looked like the one she was putting on.

“Please, put this on”, she held out the dress to Isabelle but Isabelle stared crankily at it without collecting it.

“Why?” She asked and the lady sighed.

“Well, I’m sorry to announce this to you, but you’re going to be a palace maid from now on -the king’s orders” she said with a shrug and Isabelle felt a sting in her heart.

A maid?

She stared at the dress, disdainfully. Well, she wasn’t expecting the King to treat her like a princess over here, was she?

She let out a sigh and collected the dress from her, walking to the bed to put it on.

The lady turned around and gave her some privacy to dress up and in no time, she was done.

Isabelle glanced at herself in front of the mirror and confirmed she was really looking like a maid now. From a confessor to a palace maid.

AnsThe lady noticed the sad look on her face and tried to distract her.

“Come on. Let’s go, please” she said and started walking out of the room and Isabelle turned away from the mirror and followed her.

“So,” the lady said as they walked together.

“Like I earlier said, you can call me Mia. I’m also a maid here, one of the top maids and I’ve been asked to put you through.

“As you can see, its almost dark already. So, I’ll just brief the details I’m to show to you.

“First of all, whenever you’re asked to serve in the court room, or the throne room, or any member of the royal family, you must be extremely careful. You must try your best not to look at any of them in the eyes,
Even if they speak rashly to you, you must never think of speaking back then. Over here, our loggo is endurance. Endurance.

“Right now, there are three members of the royal family staying in the palace, that is Madame Hapitha, her daughter – Princess Rayna; her son – Prince Kalen. And we also have Princess Roseline – his fiance.

“Then, we also have Master Cree. They’re all members of the Royal family and should be treated with outmost respect. So, be very careful with them, confessor, because they punish with the slightest offense”.

Isabelle couldn’t digest all the names in her head, but she was well aware of the members of the Royal family and how dangerous they were.

Mia had continued talking and explaining some of the basic rules to Isabelle and after a longer walk,, they got to the kitchen.

“And this….is the Royal kitchen’ Mia demonstrated with her hands apart as they walked in.

The place was quite capacious and neat and few maids were in, seeming busy.

“We come to work everyday as soon as the first bell rings and we work till nightfall. But, on some occasions, we might stay here for longer hours when there’s extra work to do”.

Isabelle took her eyes around, observing the place. The few maids in the kitchen turned and looked at her, and she didn’t need anyone to explain what the looks meant.

Mia took out time to give Isabelle some details of how the work in the kitchen was done. She explained when and what they cook, and how things are being done.

“One of the chief maids – Naya – is the only one in charge of preparing the King’s meal” Mia had said along the line.

“The King eats from only one woman?” Isabelle was tempted to ask, but just held the question in her mind.

When they were done from the kitchen, Mia showed her round the other places of the palace that needed to be worked on. She showed her to the laundry, the garden, training center and so many other places.

Isabelle never uttered a word as all she did was watch and try her best to register them in her mind. She had to accept the fact that she was now a maid. Besides, it wasn’t like she’d ever lived a better life before.

“Ah! I think we’re done for the day” Mia said as they walked out of the stables.

It was completely dark already, but some lampposts were placed on some spots.

“You’ll resume your work fully by tomorrow, confessor. Tomorrow morning”. Mia further said, but as usual, Isabelle didn’t say a word.

They were about walking away when a guard came running towards them.

“Confessor!” He called and Isabelle turned to look at him, her face expressionless.

He stopped running when he got to where they were and stood to face Isabelle.

“The King is back and wants you in his room. Now” he passed the order and once again, Isabelle felt her blood stop running.

“Oh, creators” she cried in her mind.

She had a feeling she might not escape it, this time around.
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TBC.

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