The Entertainer/Felicia wonders what is a confessional

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"Huh? Why me? What's a confessional?" "And why her alone?" The King ask, unconsciously holding Felicia tighter toward himself. In a soft spoken tone, the old man began to explain. "A confessional is where people discusses with the lord! If there was sin committed against you, he will judge back the people who has mistreated you!" "But Daddy never mistreated me? Why would the lord want to talk to me?" She tilted her head at the man with a concerned look. "Because there are many sins that may be happening without your knowledge! And the Lord would be saddened if something mean was happening to you without you knowing."


"Is it true, Daddy?" "It isn't the case, Felicia. Daddy or any men and women in the castle wouldn't do awful things to you." "Ah, but my King...There are many things a child...Or even a grown up wouldn't dare say in public! Don't you think?" The oldest say. "Even you must have revealed things that you would never dare say in public in your last confession." "Ohhhhhh! Like what, Daddy?" Felicia lit up her eyes, not knowing the nature behind that saying. "Hmm...I don't recall having anything to say about my life! All the things I said was sinless! Like...Please lord, let me have a beautiful family!" He smiled to Felicia. "And you know what, my dear?" "Hm?" "The Lord exactly did what I've asked!" He kissed her on the head as she giggled cutely.


"Please, don't coddle your child in public. Don't you know it's taboo?" The middle-aged man said in a firm tone. "Ohhhh...So THAT is why! Please, this is how we threat children in my family! There is nothing wrong with that!" "That's right!" Felicia chimed. "And this is why we would like to ask your daughter some questions. It won't take long." "Why not ask me questions instead?" "Because a child cannot lie! It is why we want to see her." "But a-" "Ah but that makes sense!" The King rose his voice to dampen Felicia's, knowing exactly what she was about to say. "Still, I don't want her to go alone."


The old man takes a soft spoken voice again. "I promise it won't take long. You can sit back and enjoy the sermon in the meanwhile. Your daughter is safe inside the church, and we can guarantee you that no harm will be brought to her...Beside" He looks back at Felicia. "All the things you will say in the confessional will be heard by God! You could ask him for anything you wish just like your Daddy did when he wished for a beautiful family!" Her ears perked up at that sentence. "FOR REAL?" "Oh no..." The King whispered. "DADDY I WANNA GO TO THE CONFESSIONAL!" "No." The King said.


Felicia clasped her hands together, puppy eying her Father. "Plllllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?"