I received a letter from my beloved this morning. Its contents were no great surprise as I knew he would succeed in battle.He asserted his joy at becoming the Thane of Cawdor now in addition to Glamis - I hope he shares the same wish as I to further our status. My Macbeth certainly has the vision, but I find myself questioning whether or not he has the bravery to do whatever it takes to continue our potential journey up the ranks. Battlefield promotions will only take us so far.
If it were so possible I myself would take matters into mine own hands, but as a woman I must rely on my husband. I resent following along by his coattails, but what choice do I have? All I find myself able to do is plant seeds to further drive his ambition. I pray each night that they will grow into vines that strangle his cowardice.
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