"If I'm going to do it, it should be over quickly. I keep thinking if the assassination could just end all my problems without any messy aftermath, it’d be ideal. One quick move, and I could be at the top, no more hurdles.
But doesn’t it bother you? The ripple effects of such an act?
Zdrs: 2
Of course, it’s like setting a trap for myself. Every violent action teaches others to act the same. It’s a cycle of blood that eventually stains the one who started it. Like mixing a poison only to drink it myself."
"And there’s the fact he’s your king, and more than that, practically family. How do you reconcile with that?"
That’s the hardest part. He trusts me as his kinsman and his protector, the one who should fend off murderers, not become one. My every duty speaks against this act
Zdrs: 3
"Seems like he’s been a good king too, right?"
More than good—exemplary. His leadership has been gentle yet firm, his rule fair. His virtues will scream to the heavens, condemning me. The angels themselves might weep for him."
The guilt would be overwhelming, like a newborn’s innocence calling out against me. It’s as though even the wind would carry tears for Duncan, making my crime visible in the eyes of all. It’s daunting, the sheer weight of this decision. The more I think, the heavier the burden
That’s a vivid image. Do you think you can live with that kind of guilt