Today I received a letter from my dearest partner of greatness Macbeth, telling of his experience with three weird sisters who had more in them than mortal knowledge. The weird sisters hailed him the 'Thane of Cawdor.' They went on and said “Hail King that shalt be”! If one prediction was correct so can the other, Macbeth could rule Scotland one day with me by his side. My only fear is that in order to be King he must kill King Duncan. I'm worried Macbeth will be too full “o' the milk of human kindness” to kill the King. I will do everything in my power to persuade him to pursue my ambition.
Later on, a messenger arrived and bought me the news that “The King comes here tonight'”and my dearest Macbeth will also be here too. With this news, I began to plan the murder of King Duncan. In order to entail this murder I called upon evil spirits to make thick my blood for the impending murder. When I finally met with Macbeth I told him about my plan for Duncan. I then ordered him to look up clear and leave the rest to me.
King Duncan and Banquo have just arrived at our castle. I welcomed Duncan with open arms and words so sweet and friendly. My words were not as they seemed however, as tonight Macbeth will kill King Duncan.
My kind Macbeth began to doubt my plan of murder. He expressed fears about murdering Duncan. He fears for his afterlife and knows a host should protect their guest, especially a King who has honored him of late. How could he doubt my plan, didn't he have faith in me? I was extremely annoyed, why was he trying to put a stop to my ambition? Art thou afeard. When he durst do it, then he were a man, and to be more than what he were, he would be so much more the man.
My strong Macbeth was fearing the thought of being found out. I wanted Macbeth to be King, for him, AND for me. I quickly hatched a plan to ensure we would be cleared of this dastardly deed. Duncan's two Chamberlains will be with wine and wassail, overcome when in swinish sleep. An...