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The Last Confessor Season 2 Episode 2

Posted by Hedowho on 26 February, 2021

The Last Confessor Season 2 Episode 2

(She’s the last of her kind….)

By: Kebby NG

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“You have to get another lady of the high class or socialites to get betrothed to.

You need an heir and time is not on your side.” King Smith, the king of Mozana said with all seriousness and firmness he could muster.
He’s a good friend of king Ceasar and he would never lead him astray. He wants nothing but king Ceasar’s happiness.

King Smith had just returned from England where he had gone to visit his daughter that had just delivered.
He came back and he decided to pay his good friend – the king, a visit. And along their discussions, he had found out that Roseline, the lady he intended to marry, was already banned from even stepping a foot in the palace.

He didn’t know exactly why, but he knows that she must have done something really bad. He had seen Roseline as a decent and well-mannered lady, and he didn’t think king Ceasar wouldn’t get married to her again.

Well, whatever she did would be a topic for another day. Right now, he was gonna talk about something really important.

King Ceasar exhaled and turned to stare at his friend – his only friend that has always stood by him and supported him in whatever thing he wanted to do.

“I know Smith, you don’t have to remind of such obligations. I know and I’ve thought about it but I haven’t been able to know the right lady to choose and besides, I’m still very young and you know it.” King Ceasar groaned and rubbed his temple in a thoughtful mood.

“Well, that’s not a problem. If you want, I can help you in getting my niece who’s really pretty and of good moral – and you two can get married.” King Smith said with a smile.
King Ceasar stopped rubbing his temple and looked at king Smith briefly before turning his gaze to stare at the pile of books beside his desk.
He took the wooden cup that a wine waay in it and drank gently from it.

“Okay.” He said with his eyes closed and his head raised above.
He nodded his head and mouthed a yes again.

King Smith smiled and rubbed his lower lip and relaxed his arms properly on the arms of the chair.

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Roseline stood outside the small hut that Jeffery called his home; it was the little he could afford.
She shook her sadly and uncontrollable tears ran down her cheeks.

She was just too embittered.
She couldn’t believe that she was gonna leave in such a poverty-stricken place and if someone had told her, she would have ordered for the person’s death.

It was felt like a nightmare and she wished she would just wake up from it and everything would be back to normal.

“Hey! Why are you standing outside?” She turned sharply as she heard Jeffrey’s voice behind her.

Jeffrey stood there, with a big rabbit in his hand and his other hand, there was a rabbit trap.

His dirty brownish shirt was soaked in sweat and stuck like glue to his body, revealing his muscles and abs.

He’s handsome – she observed, but she definitely wouldn’t fall or even pity him.
To her, he was partially the cause of whatever thing that befell her.

“It’s none of your business!” She snapped angrily and eyed him countless times with disgust and hatred on her face.

Jeffrey sighed and walked past her into the hut, and as he did, Roseline moved out of the way with her nose flaring up in disgust.

What did she ever do to warrant such a punishment to have to live with this kind of a man?

She hated dirt, she hated poverty, but here she was, with a poor and wretched man, living in a dirty environment.

She had gone back home to her parents but they didn’t welcome her. They were ashamed of her and they drove her out.
She had begged and cried, but all her pleas fell on deaf ears, as her parents sent her away to live with Jeffrey.

She has been stripped off her position and made a commoner and nobody even paid homage to her like they used to.

She stood outside for a long time in deep thoughts and after a while, she entered into the small hut.

How she hated such life.

****
“I don’t know what’s so special about that confessor that the king even took a liking in her and even made her the head of us all.” Ciara, one of the new maids, whispered in a gossip like manner.
The four chefs that were preparing the royal family dinner, turned to look at Ciara.

“Exactly my thought! Even if I’ve been here for just barely a week, I can see that the king really likes her.” Another cook, Jenny concurred with a slight frown.

“And she’d just be ordering us around as if we are her slaves. She barely even does anything and if manages to come to the kitchen, she would be dozing off.

I just despise her! And have you noticed that she wears a very beautiful bracelet which I think the gave her?” Amanda, the youngest of the cooks, scoffed and jealousy could be noted in her voice. There was so much contempt in her voice.

“Yes!” The two of them chorused bitterly.

“Look at what the three of you are spouting out from that same mouth you use in praising Isabelle.
She’s a good person and you all know it. She’s hardworking too and it’s just that lately, she has been sick and that is why she isn’t active like before. Stop speaking ill about her because she has done nothing wrong to any of us.

And if the king likes her, it’s none of our business and also, because she’s kind and loveable. Let’s just mind our business and focus on our duties.” Choice, the quiet one amongst them, spoke up rather maturely. She had been listening silently to their conversations. She isn’t really one who would poke into someone else’s discussion but she couldn’t help but speak up concerning the matter.

She has always known that the three of them were jealous and envied Isabelle.

The three girls glared murderously at her and hissed simultaneously – a long and loud hiss.

It was obvious they hated what choice had said.

“Why don’t you mind your business? You’re always proving to be the good egg and make us feel guilty and like we are the bad eggs, when you’re nothing but a pretender!” Jenny said with a huff.

“I just said what I think it’s right. We shouldn’t backbite someone because it’s not good.
Isabelle is a good person.” Choice said and shook her head pitifully at them.

This were the same girls that talked and laughed with Isabelle anytime they are together. The same girls that would say many kind words to Isabelle. This are the same girls, condemning Isabelle behind her back.

“She’s not good! Confessors aren’t good!” Ciara hissed out loudly.
“Well, I don’t know what to tell you but all I know is that, you should stop gossiping about someone, especially with the person that you take as your friend and the person sees you as her friend too.” Choice said and returned back to what she was doing.

She didn’t want to say anything further.

“Holy Mary!” Amanda mocked and they laughed but Choice ignored them and continued with whatever she was doing.

******
“I’m starting to really hate Choice guts. We have to do something about it.” Ciara, whispered to the two girls as they sat on Ciara’s bed.
They listened keenly and nodded their head.

“Let’s set her up and make the king throw her into the dungeon and have the guards whip her till she bleeds to unconsciousness.” She added, with a cunning smirk playing at the corner of her lips.

“Wow! That would…” Jenny didn’t finish her statement when they heard the sound of clapping. They turned to see Isabelle behind the door, clapping her hands and with an angry look on her face.

They didn’t need a soothsayer to tell them that the confessor had heard everything.

“Why are you girls this heartless? You want to plan evil on someone that I know has done nothing to you. How wicked can you be?” Isabelle chastised sternly.

Ciara moved stylishly to the side of her small table beside her bed without the notice of Isabelle as she did it expertly, and picked up the knife she had used in peeling orange earlier.

Oh! What a good opportunity she has to finally deal with the confessor!
She smirked and as Isabelle talked, she slowly started advancing towards her with the knife behind her back.
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Oh my God!
😱😱
What’s Ciara planning to do?😳
Why does Isabelle have too many enemies⁉️
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TBC………….😍💋💖

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