The Last Confessor Episode 14

(She’s the last of her kind….)

By: Kebby NG

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Isabelle followed the young princess to wherever it was she was taking her.

They walked for a long time, two guards behind them and walking through a hallway,,they stopped in front of a room. The princess opened it and went in and Isabelle followed

“You wait here, while I get ready”, she instructed Isabelle and walked into an inner room, a separate room.

Isabelle thought of sitting on the bed since she was tired, but she tried not to. The princess was quite troublesome – she knew. Besides, she’s been through worst before.

She thought of sitting on the floor but, no. She didn’t want to look weak or low.

Suddenly, the door opened and Isabelle turned to have a look. It was a young woman – royally dressed. And Isabelle didn’t need anyone to tell her it Was Madame Hapitha – Rayna’s mother and the King’s aunt.

There was a stun look on the woman’s face that startled Isabelle.

“What’re you doing in here?” She asked icily. “And where’s my daughter?”

She wore a long royal gown – so long it swept the floor. Her hair was parked and had dazzling beads round it, her make up was neutral. Then, she had a paper fan which fitted her outfit and status.

Isabelle was taking note of all these and didn’t realize she should’ve given an answer to the Madame.

“Are you hungry to lose your tongue?” Her voice was strict. “I asked you some questions”.

Isabelle lowered her head immediately and answered: “The princess is in the inner room, Madame Hapitha, and she asked me to wait here for her”.

The Madame glared hard at her for some seconds without saying a word. Isabelle felt another presence at the door and lifting her to have a look, she found Princess Roseline – the King’s said finacee.

Her gaze was cold on her as she stared silently at her and Isabelle could see the hatred in her eyes.

The inner door opened immediately and princess Rayna came out.

“Mum!” She called, a little surprised. She scurried to them immediately.
“You’re here. Is there a problem?”

“What’s the confessor doing in your room, Rayna?” Hapitha asked with a hard glare on Isabelle.

“Oh! I told you about it, mum. She’s going out with me” Rayna replied and there was a few seconds silence.

“Be careful around her. When you’re back, see me in my room”,

“Okay, mum”.

And the Madame turned around and left.

But Roseline – she stood right there at the door, staring quietly at Isabelle. She was pretty, yes. But the scrawl on her face almost sheathed it.

Isabelle tried not to spare a look and finally, she left.

“Hey; enough of the drama. Take this”, Rayna snapped into her thoughts as soon as the princess left and Isabelle turned to look at her.

She handed a sack bag to her and Isabelle could tell they contained bow, arrows, cans…
Were they going hunting?

“Now, just a friendly advise”, the princess said.
“Although, I’m not supposed to tell you this because…my brother, the King, wanted it to be a surprise. But because I’m too kind, I feel you should know.

“I know you must’ve thought of escaping, but trust me, that should be the last thing on your mind. The Rada’Han around your neck has something extra to it. My brother has the control, so if you try to escape, he’d press the control and you’ll be electrocuted immediately. Meaning, you’ll die – a very slow painful death at that”.

Isabelle flinched. Her hands moved to the Rada’Han on her neck in surprise and she gasped when she found it. The knot was there. The princess wasn’t lying. So, she wasn’t just wearing an ordinary Rada’Han? It contained something that could get her killed if triggered?

Creators…
Now, she understood why they were so comfortable with her leaving the palace with the princess. They actually had something they could control her with.

The princess smirked when she saw the discomfort on the confessor’s face. And with pride, she said: “let’s go”.
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They got to the stables and made use of a horse and while the princess rode on it, Isabelle was made to walk on foot behind her.

The journey was a little long, but when they finally arrived, Isabelle discovered it wasn’t a hunt, but a training ground.

“Damn it!” Rayna cursed, still sitting on the horse.

She had expected the other princesses to be there when she arrived because she wanted to flaunt the confessor being with her – the last confessor. But unfortunately, no one was there. No one at all.

“Where did they all go to, huh?” She mumbled as she got off the horse.
Isabelle just studied her.

She let out a huff and took the bag from Isabelle, opening it and bringing out the arrows and bow.

Hold them, and give them to me when I want”, she said in a hard tone, handing the rest of the arrows to Isabelle.
She fixed the one she had into the bow and facing her target, she released the arrow towards it.
But it failed.

Isabelle watched keenly and was amazed that the princess had interest in archery – just like her.

The princess took another arrow from her, fixed it into the bow and faced her target which was a standing plank some meters away. But just like the first time, she couldn’t meet it as the arrow hit the wrong place.

“Damn it!” She grumbled.

The creators knows she didn’t like archery. She was only doing this because she wanted to master it. One of the princesses from the neighboring Kingdom was quite good at it and she had been using it to gain the prince’s attention – Prince Dillon – Rayna’s crush.

He was a young charming prince from a neighboring Kingdom and Rayna had always had her eyes on him, but he doesn’t. But he’s a fan of archery and the other princess was trying to use it to her own advantage by always displaying her arch skills whenever he’s around.

Rayna figured it had to stop. So, she decided to learn the skills as well and display them for the prince whenever she meets him.

She had taken the 5th arrow from Isabelle, but there was still no results and this time around, she grunted.

“I hate this!” She said angrily, throwing the bow on the floor.
Isabelle looked at her observingly.

“You’re not focused, my princess”, she finally spoke out and Rayna snapped to look her.

The position of your hands and eyes matters a lot when doing this”.

She moved towards the princess, picked the bow from the floor and taking an arrow, she dropped the rest on the floor.

“What’re you doing?” Rayna snapped.
But, deep down, she was dying to see what the confessor had in mind.

Isabelle ignored her and fixed the arrow into the bow, then faced her target.

“Make sure your hands are directly pointed at it”, she hushed.
“Keep your eyes strainly on the target, draw the bow at a lengthy position, then pull….!”

And whooop went the arrow.

Rayna gasped when she saw it landed straight on the target. She was amazed.

“How the hell did you do that??” She squeaked, but Isabelle just lowered her gaze and didn’t say a word.

She was overly excited, but suddenly recalling she should be mad at the confessor, she wore her usual frown.

“Next time, don’t touch what’s mine without my permission”, she snapped and grabbed the bow from Isabelle.

Isabelle lifted her head to look at her, but her heart stopped beating when she found the King, staring at them.

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TBC.
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