The Roared Lord Capulet's Diary

The maids, butlers and chefs all hurried about in the Montague household, preparing for what would most certainly be the biggest event of the year. It’s been crazy all day, for that has been all the time we were given to make the preparations for the arrival of the Capulets. Yes, yes the Capulets are going to have dinner with the Montagues. I couldn’t believe it myself when we were told of the news. Now, 6 o’clock has struck and it’s high time that the head of the Montague’s household are to arrive.
Lord and Lady Capulet came out of their chambers wearing some of their best linens. As they dismissed us to the kitchen to prepare the food, I could hear the strict talk between Lord Montague and Lord Capulet. It was the awkward talk of weather, and market trade. Sadly, I didn’t see their faces as we walked into the kitchen.
“Oh my, did you see Lady Capulet’s dress? Atrocious! And Lord Capulet’s attire? Distasteful.” Said a fellow maid once we were behind closed doors. The
I had only hoped it was a just a rumor.” Lady Capulet murmured to herself.
“I can not have this! I will not stand for it!” Roared Lord Capulet.
“Well it’s not like I’m all for it either. For starters, your daughter is already promised. How dare of her to be sly with my son. I would expect more of my child.” Lord Montague stated.
The maids, and butlers looked on with uneasiness at the brewing argument. Never before had they seen their master act so rashly. However they had yet to be excused back to the kitchen therefore they had to endure the awkwardness on the sidelines. A maid looked over to me and we both knew we had been forgotten...
“Well I say! Shouldn’t your son be married yet! At his age he shouldn’t be off living on his own taking up his title. I bet your son wouldn’t be even be able to provide for a wife!” Yelled Lord Capulet standing up from his seat, glaring down on the head of the Montagues.
“Calm now my husband.” Said Lady Capulet trying to please her