I do not have much time. I have just received word that Macbeth is on his way. He sent a messenger to inform me that he is returning from battle with King Duncan himself! Upon my word, the very King and company, going to be here, in my house... next to no preparations are those that I have time to make. I have decided that this will be the last night Duncan will sleep in castle Inverness. The only way for Macbeth and I to excel is if the king is no more so we may attain his standing.
We shall be as a beautiful welcoming flower but we will be as the poisonous snake that lies waiting to strike beneath it. My husband has to see that this is the only way for us to finally grasp what we need. I have been perusing dagger sales as fast as the time permits so that we are well prepared.
If he cannot be the man of which he is required then I will commit the bloody deed myself.
If he cannot be the man of which he is required then I will commit the bloody deed myself.
Pray for me that it does not come to that.
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