My dearest husband is now King!

     ‘Hail, Macbeth! Hail, King of Scotland!’ everyone was worshipping him. Now he is as great as God for the people of Scotland. I, his queen, share equal power with him in running the country. My husband’s first evil deed has paid off, giving him the position of King. 

     

     Duncan, now, is sleeping in his grave peacefully. Duncan, I assure you that my husband will do a good job as King. Now that my dear husband is King, he is powerful and inevitable. I, his Queen, shall assist him and run this country, bringing much pride. There he was Thane of Glamis. Now, he is King of Scotland. I have got to thank the weird sisters for their assistance in letting my husband realize that he has potential to become King. Thank You, weird sisters. You guidance and supernatural powers have helped us.

     
     On the other, the cowardly sons of Duncan, Malcolm and Donalbain have fled the country upon seeing their father’s corpse. The true cowards of Scotland!!! If they had not been so quick as to escape, my husband could not have grabbed the chance of being King. Thank You, you cowards!

     
     Last but not least, I would like to thank the evil powers who have helped me influence my husband and force him into killing Duncan. Thank You, evil powers!

With my help now, and evil in the blood, my husband shall be brave and confident in maintaining order and peace in Scotland.

All hail, Macbeth!