The Last Confessor Season 2 Episode 10

(She’s the last of her kind….)

By: Kebby NG

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Okay, this was a question the king never expected to hear from his aunt, who he has taken like his own mother.

Queen Hapitha is king Ceasar’s late mother’s younger sister and ever since his mother died, she had taken him like her son and he too, as taken her as his mother.

They’re super close and they confide in each other.

King Ceasar sees queen Hapitha who’s also princess Roseline mother, as his own mother even before his biological mother died.

But the death of his parents brought them closer to each other and queen Hapitha knows not to interfere in her nephew’s: the king relationship matter.

“Queen Hapitha.” He called a little harshly.
Queen Hapitha bit her Lowe lip in guilt. The king has gotten mad at her and she knows it just by the way he had called her name.

“Why would you say such a thing? You know I can’t love my enemy. And I’m only being a little nice to the confessor because she saved my life and it’s only right of me to be a little nice to her.

But that would not change the fact that I hate her and she’s my enemy.” King Ceasar said with his face stiff as if he has been given a big blow on his face.

“Fine, fine. You don’t have to get angry at such little question. I was just curious and I meant no harm.” Queen Hapitha sighed lowly and took the king’s hands in hers and squeezed it lightly.

“I’m sorry mother, for almost getting angry at you. I know you care about me and that was the reason you asked. I’m sorry I took it too personally.” The king apologized calmly.

“It’s fine son. You have every right to be angry because I’ve always known that you don’t like someone interfering in your personal issue but I still went ahead to pry into your relationship life.” She said guiltily.

“It’s fine mother – I insist.” The king said.

“So, since you cut off ties with Roseline, have you found another bride?” The queen asked softly.
The king nodded his head. “Yes mother. King Smith’s niece, princess Deborah. She’s be arriving here tomorrow anyways and I’ll introduce her properly to you.” He said.

“That’s great. But I hope she’d be better than that b*tchy Roseline and you two would eventually get married.” The queen said with a knowing smile.

King Ceasar just shook his head and stared at the queen.

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“Remember all I’ve told abd taught you okay? Be of good moral conduct so the king would fall in love with you and have no choice than to get married to you.” King Smith advised princess Deborah as she stood beside her carriage, about leaving.

“I’ve heard you uncle and I promise to do my best to make you proud. And I can assure you that the king wouldn’t be able to resist my charm and we’ll definitely get married.” Princess Debby boasted proudly with her shoulders raised high.

“I trust you and that was why I chose you for the task.” King Smith smiled proudly at her.

“Let me get going now uncle, I don’t want to keep my husband-to-be waiting and make him have a bad impression on me on our first meeting.” Princess Debby smiled warmly at her uncle that she’d always be very grateful to forever in her life. This man that has made half of her dream become reality.

She couldn’t be more grateful.

“Alright Debby.” King Smith said and kissed her both cheeks soundly.
“Alright uncle.” She pecked his both cheeks.

“Bye.” He waved at her and she waved back at him before entering inside her already awaiting carriage.

They continued to wave at each other until they were both was out of sight from each other.

“You look really happy my princess.” Sandy confirmed with a smile as princess Debby sat properly in the carriage.
“Sure I am. I’ll be meeting the man of my dreams, the man I’ve always fantasized on cuddling with together on his bed.

If there’s another word for overly happy, then that’s what I’m feeling right now. Because saying I’m happy is even an understatement.” Princess Debby confided in her truthfully.

“I know how you feel princess. And I’m happy for you because you deserve happiness and the best man as your husband.” Sandy said warmly.

“Come here.” The princess beckoned on her to hug her and Sandy went into her outstretched arms and hugged her tightly.
“Thank you Sandy and I’m glad that we are gonna be together even after I get married.”

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“I’m talking to you Roseline!” Jeffery called out to Roseline who seemed to have zoned out completely from thinking.

Her head was almost in chaos as she thought of a lie to Jeffery.
Was she supposed to tell him that she was never pregnant?
Or she’s still pregnant even if she isn’t?

“Why would you ask me such a question Jeffery?” Roseline yelled angrily, trying to play the victim.

“It’s just a harmless question Rose. I haven’t seen you develop those symptoms a normal pregnant woman would develop and I couldn’t help but think maybe you would have terminated the pregnancy.” Jeffery shrugged, already on his feet.

“Really? You didn’t even think of anything else but that I already terminated the pregnancy right? You’re such an idiot.” She hissed angrily.

“Okay, I’m sorry for accusing you wrongly. I’m sorry.” Jeffery apologized calmly.

“You can keep the apology to yourself,I don’t need it.” She hissed at him and walked out on him.

“Rose…” He called and sighed despondently.

He ruffled his hair and exhaled tiredly.

Roseline got to her room in the hut and breathed out a sigh of relief.
“Woah! That was close. Good job Roseline.” She smirked cunningly to herself and plonked hard on her bed – more like just an ordinary foam.

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Isabelle stood before the king with her hands behind her back and her head bent low, making her hair fall over her face.

She had been that way for nothing less than ten minutes, if she counted it correctly; since she came into the king’s room.

“Strip and bend over the table.” The king commanded at last, with his voice a little gruffy.

“Huh?” Isabelle almost gasped.
The feeling was almost new because it’s been quite a while since the king had her over the table. It’s been on his bed.

“Don’t let me repeat myself confessor!” He groaned, his eyes blazing with anger.

Isabelle noticed how angry the king looked and she knows better not to upset him more.

With her hands shaking nervously, she pulled off her clothes and then, moved to her underthings and pulled them off too.

She was already stark naked before the king and she felt awfully shy.

Slowly, she walked over to the table and bent lightly, giving the king a perfect view of her round and firm b*tt.

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