Why? How? How did it all come to this? It was not supposed to be like this. It was only supposed to be Duncan. The fastest way to the crown, we did not hesitate there for a moment. All my ambition and evil flourishing within, to seize the moment and fulfill the prophecy my husband wrote about in his letter. Problems that could not be resolved should have been ignored! All these dark thoughts, I can not take it anymore! Everything just went out of control. All these noises in my head, dreaded crickets chirping and appalling owl hoots, death will surely be knocking soon enough. Horrific thoughts, poisoning my mind, and this tormenting loneliness! My own husband, we used to be so close. Why must you keep secrets from me, like Banquo’s murder. …show more content…
His unnerving behaviour has left me completely isolated! The burden of all this... and all this blood. So, so much blood accompanied by this guy wrenching smell. I wash and wash and wash but it is no use! All I see are the hangman’s hands, my hands, defiled with the crimson colour of guilt. Now, now, come now relax. You are the queen of Scotland, undoubtedly the King can do no wrong. But all the weight of these heavy burdens, I can not! He, he just kept going! Will there be no end to all these murders! I am the cause of this. I let my ambitions consume me. Oh, Duncan, the Macduffs and his own best friend Banquo. All of them gone, under the command of my husband. I began this journey towards a wrongful path! I was the one who convinced my husband, a noble and honourable man, to do such unspeakable actions. No, no, surely it was all a misunderstanding. We merely did what was best for us yes, yes. They were all a threat, all of them! But did they deserve to die… The consequences of our actions, filling our hearts with darkness and twisting our own morals! I was not made for this! I was so innocent and gentle how, HOW! My femininity gone in that very instance, it was all a mistake! All this unfathomable guilt! I can no longer sleep. All