The Prince Dramatic Monologue

It’s not like I enjoy being around the Prince all the time. It’s something I have to do. Coming from a family with next to nothing I had to find a way out. This was my only option. Prince Prospero is a foolish man, but he has money. He can help me make a better life for my family. I swore to myself I would do anything for that money. If I can’t get it the easy way, I’ll just simply have to kill him and collect the money as my inheritance.
When Prospero took my hand at the table I thought all that money would soon be mine. But to my dismay, it was only an invitation to one of his silly masquerade balls. I’ve attended all too many of them, but with the Red Death plaguing the country, I need something to take my mind off of it. No matter how much I really didn’t want to go, I’ll have to. Prospero isn’t one to take no for an answer.
My outfit for the
I soon realized that my consort betrayed me and told the Prince of my planned treachery. His anger could be felt throughout the whole company of partygoers. My eyes widened as a pair of guards lifted me up and carried me to the Prince. I was squirming around so much shouting profanities at them that I got lightheaded. So, when they dropped me on the floor in front of Prospero to testify for my actions, I blacked out. I was passed out unconscious on the floor in front of him.
The next thing I remembered was waking up to the sound of the clock chiming midnight. Fear set in as an adrenaline rush caused me to jump up and start screaming. A masked figure walked by me and I froze in place, unable to move no matter how hard I tried. Once it passed I knew something wasn’t right. I ran around banging on the exit doors trying to find one that was unlocked. Why are all the doors bolted shut? Why can’t I get out? People were shouting now that Prospero was dead. That was what I had wanted right? Then why do I feel so dreadful? I feel like I won’t live to enjoy the money Prospero would leave