I must say my noble friends, it has been a difficult time. I do with great sadness mourn the death of my previous husband, but can now happily move on with Claudius, the new King of Denmark. Hamlet has not taken to this news quite well. He spends his days moping the courtyard dressed in those AWFUL black clothes. As I say, “what lives must die eventually." It is quite unfortunate that his father’s death came so soon, but really, one must move on. The quicker the better I say. Two months is PLENTY of time. I mean I’ve already gotten a new husband!
Farewell my friends
Yours Truly,
Queen Gertrude
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Mandeep (Hamlet) to Gertrude (Catherine) Reply
Has it really been a difficult time for you mother? Has it? You seemed to have been having the time of your life while dancing with your new husband at your wedding. You are telling me that you have completed the mourning of your “beloved” husband and are now able to move on with your life. For the love of God woman! King Hamlet died two months ago. I can still smell his aroma in the castle’s curtains. You, this castle and the state of Denmark have enjoyed many merry years because of the great King. Instead of mourning with me, you view me as pathetic mope. I have lost a father, a friend, and most importantly a role model. Huh, although I agree that what lives must die; I question your loyalty to the monarch that bestowed upon you the title of “Queen”. Mother, I don’t hear the sounds of pain rather the sounds of pleasure from your bedroom. Hamlet has died. We mustn’t mourn his death but rather mourn because we will never hear his voice again. Although the King has changed, you are still somehow the queen. Therefore I am forced to question whether you loved the King or the seat beside him. Instead of crying your heart out like a widow, you mown with pleasure like teenage girl. Frailty, thy name is woman! You have no control. I wear black clothes but your heart is black. I must question you mother. Did you ever love my father?
How dare you question my love for your father! I gave my heart and soul to him, and I shall forever love him. As for now, why should I spend my time mourning as you do my son? I have loved and I have lost, and now I must continue on with my life. As Queen of Denmark, I too have duties to fulfill, and a Queen must have a King to run this state.
Must you be so crude? Is it such a crime to enjoy spending time with your husband? I think not. My son, you know I care for you deeply, but you must realize that the horse keeps trotting even one falls off, I have just chosen to chase after it and get back on.
Your loving mother,
Gertrude
Mpf Good friend hamlet said it best when he said “frailty thy name is woman”. Thou art little more than a well bred rat Queen Gertrude, Hamlet is in great pain and aguish at the loss of his father and all you do is think about your own twisted desires. Was old king hamlet not sufficient in that regard? Was he not spry and quick to respond to thine touch? Thou art disgusts me like the slop bucket that is left after a nights sleep. King Claudius is not a role model to Hamlet but a source of constant dismay and disgust. Hamlet never has had to dig for his grief for it has always been present since the death of his much beloved father, the constant renewal of grief is caused by you walking around with that pig Claudius.
Horation(aka kyle)
Who are you to speak of my desires Horatio? Tis it your business what my family is partaking in? I think not. Do not speak of things you do not know. I am sorry with all my heart, for the suffering of my son, and it is my greatest desire for him to overcome it. But I should not be required to spend the rest of my life unhappy because the boy cannot move on. And you should find better things to do with your time than insult the Queen, dear Horatio.
I dub thee well!
The Queen.
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