Alas! I have been slain while bringing peace to our city by ridding it of those cowardly Montagues. And now, my killer, that vile Romeo, has been sentenced to banishment. I honestly feel the Prince is not being too harsh, for Romeo is being permitted to live while my blood has been shed. In my opinion, Romeo should be thankful for his gentle punishment, and cease with his dramatic cries of his misfortune. I also dislike this punishment, compared to death, because I fear that until his death is ensured, my cousin will not marry Count Paris as she should.
Should Friar Lawrence marry Romeo and Juliet? Is this even a valid question. The very thought of being kin to that vile and wicked Montague known as Romeo makes my blood boil. Oh, if only my cousin could have listened to her parents and picked noble Paris, then everything would have gone right, as it should have. I fear dark times and danger coming from our current situation. I fear something bad is going to happen...
That Montague and my dear cousin? Where are these rumors coming from? I can tell you, they can't be true. I won't allow it. I would never let my cousin, Juliet, disgrace my family by marrying our sworn enemy. Anyways, this would just end in wasted tears and a betrayed heart. Do not doubt my words, for I do not trust those from the Montague family. If my fair cousin does trust that wicked fiend, it will be in vain. For he will leave her, the player that he is.
What do dreams mean? Though many may not realize it, my dreams are often plagued with horrible thoughts. This very night, I dreamed of being defeated by a Montague.
I don't recall how it started, or what happened, but I remember blood, people watching, and the need to prove myself. As the head of the Capulet has only a daughter as an heir, I feel that I am responsible for the outcome of the Capulets. There were people watching me. I could feel panic sweeping through my veins. I was losing. I cannot remember the face of my opponent, but I remember him smiling wickedly as he looked through my eyes into my thoughts, and laughed at the fear he read. A blow cut through my waist, leaving a trail of red. I forced myself not to cry out, but instead I shouted out challenges to him. He merely laughed. Another blow and I was on my back. He moved as to kill me; my weapons had vanished. Everything inside was screaming, but on the outside I put on a brave face. I closed my eyes waiting for the worst, but when I opened them, I was safe in my bed. I sigh, exhausted from this dream Today, the Prince of Verona imposed a new law. And what was this new creed? It states that the next one to start a fight on the streets will be punished with the penalty of death! The fight, in my opinion, was no huge catastrophe. In my opinion, the Prince is becoming far too agitated over such a small event. Of course, if any of those from the Montague family were to be killed, that would only be fair as the blame is entirely theirs to hold. If you have not already heard, I will tell you the details of the fight.
I was walking through Verona, simply minding my own business, when an alarming sight met my eyes. To my extreme astonishment, I saw the servants from each household busy in battle. Deep inside, I wanted to cheer on the servants of my family. However, being the good man I am, I knew I had to stop the fight. I prepared to tell my servants to come back; not to waste their time battling those Montague scum. That is my job. However, the next event made my insides boil up in rage. I saw that vicious man, Benvolio, nephew to Sir Montague, join in the fray. I couldn't see that well from where I stood, but from what I could see, I saw that pitiful man try to attack one of my servants, taking the place of his own. At first I felt a feeling of ridicule at this lowly Montague who fought the battles of servants, when he should be fighting me. To rid his of his shame, I challenged him to a duel. Of course, I would have won if the Prince had not intervened. But now, because of this new creed, my family has been entitled to the same shameful punishment as the Montague. |