"I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition..."

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Curse you Macduff!

My betrayer, Macduff. I believe he was accusing someone when 
this photo was taken.

Ohh Macduff! How could you?! Why would you refuse to come to the banquet? Especially you? This was the birth of my royal reign. I worked so hard for this. You did not even utter a single word about your run off. Even though you witnessed my struggle: yet you have not come. HOW DARE YOU! The memories we shared; the royal banquets; the ceremonies. Do you remember anything at all? When I was first reinstated to the position of the King,  where were you, what were you thinking? The castle was decorated with abundant silks from all over the world, but I did not care. Why? I was waiting upon you. Did you see yourself with a crown fixed upon your head or all of sundry people bowing down to your command or a beautiful  wife at your side? Maybe. But, this is what I hate about you! You are truly dishonest to me! Why are you never happy for me? I know why you fled England. Out of all the places, the English court? Do you think of me as a fool? Do you think of me as your little servant? I am the King now and you are my subject. You did an immense blunder upon me.  I know where your family lives. I know their every move.  I shall request for no more but revenge. Beware...
                                                                                                        By: Tharanya Ravi

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