Note: The capitalization decree has
been pardoned for this entry.
Have you heard? Tybalt is dead! My
nephew… my sweet, sweet nephew. I remember him when he was a child, frolicking around
our house and playing with Juliet. Lord Capulet and I used to joke that if Juliet
never found anyone to marry, we would arrange a marriage for her and Tybalt. He
always stood up for her, even when he knew she was wrong.
What angers me is that the person
who killed Tybalt is, unsurprisingly, a Montague! And what was the punishment,
you might ask? A banishment. A mere banishment. You know, I’m starting to think
that the Prince is secretly a Montague… always favoring them and giving them lenient
punishments. Certainly, if a Capulet killed a Montague, the punishment would
easily be death. And yes, I am well
aware that Tybalt did kill that commoner, Mercutio. And what happened to
Tybalt? He died! Honestly, who could blame him for killing that Montague trash?
Call me hypocritical, but that boy deserved to die. The latest gossip is that Mercutio
was provoking the fight in the first place.
Now how do I break this news to
Juliet? Surely, it will break her heart. Should I even tell her? If I tell her,
she won’t come out of her room for days. Then how are we supposed to discuss
the marriage? But if I don’t tell her, she will hear it from someone else and
be mad at me. Oh, I know! I’ll send the nurse to tell her. Problem solved.
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