Welcome back to a new Thursday Fiction, it's been a while. We continue with Parallel Slip 2: Rebel where we left of last time, following Isabelle as she figure out who she really is.
It was time to start eating left handed and that was another story. For once, Isabelle wasn't annoyed by the cook telling her to eat, though, she would have eaten anything and more if she wasn't so slow at it. She tried to hold her knife in her right hand and that was fine until she had to apply any pressure with it to cut her ham or butter her toasts. She revolved herself to pick at strawberries with her fork. At least the left hand wasn't too bad at that. She should have asked Nanurah to put those things on her left wrist but of course she hadn't though of that in time.
“Is there something wrong?” Malik was back again.
“How was the spying?” Isabelle said avoiding his question. She went through double effort to butter a toast with her left hand as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
“Boring, they are still at it. I think Romulus really has a crush on you though,” Malik said, “but seriously I never liked the guy.”
“Is it because he wants me as the heir as it should be and not you?”
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