My strong Macbeth was fearing the thought of being found out. I wanted Macbeth to be King, for him, and for me. I quickly hatched a plan to ensure we would be cleared of this dastardly deed. Duncan’s two Chamberlains will be with wine and wassail, overcome when in swinish sleep. An unguarded Duncan ready for Macbeth to kill. His Spongy officers, whom shall bear the guilt of our great quell.
My plan will work as we shall make our griefs and clamour roar upon his death. Macbeth was settled tonight, he will kill King Duncan and become the next King with me as his Queen.
September X111-Sunrise
Dear diary, As the ringing of the bell entered my head I knew there was no going back. I waited at the bottom of the stairs to meet with Macbeth, to confirm the deed was done. As Macbeth approached me I saw the blood of Duncan drip from his hand. I ordered him to get some water, and wash this filthy witness from his hand. My eye then caught hold of the daggers. Was Macbeth so stupid to bring the evidence with him? They must lie there; Macbeth go, carry them, and smear the sleepy grooms with blood, I demanded. Macbeth couldn’t go back to the room where Duncan lay; He was afraid to think what he had done. When did my Macbeth become so weak? I would have done the deed if Duncan didn’t resemble my father. I took the daggers off him, annoyed he couldn’t complete the murder he started. As I entered the room where the late King lay I smeared his chamberlains with blood. I felt even more angry with Macbeth for putting me through this. Seeing a man who resembled my father so much laying there dead. As I returned downstairs both mine and Macbeths were red and covered with guilt. A knocking was coming from the south entry A little water clears us of this deed, I told him. Why was Macbeth so motionless and weak, he needed to get over killing Duncan quickly, or we may be suspected of the crime.
Sunrise
Dear Diary, My Macbeth nearly made us look guilty of the crime with his actions. Macduff and Lenox arrived this morning to collect the king. Macduff went to Duncan’s room and found the dead king. He woke the whole castle to announce Duncan’s death. I walked in to find out what was going on (even though I secretly knew). I was told of Duncan’s murder and reacted shocked. Talk soon got around to whom had murdered the king. Noble Lenox suggested the chamberlains had murdered Duncan. Macbeth then said “I do repent me of my fury that did kill them”. How could he be so stupid, he may as well own up to killing King Duncan. Anyone who thought about it may think (well they would be correct) Macbeth was getting rid of the last piece of evidence to clear him of this crime. To withdraw attention from my foolish husband I fainted and prayed he didn’t say or do any thing which may link us to the murder.
September XXI- Sunrise
Dear Diary, I’m now Queen but feel nothing. I need a servant to ask my husband if I may have a few words. Nought’s had, all’s spent. Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy. My great partner Macbeth now keeps alone of sorriest fancies. I’ve told him ‘Things without all remed should be without regard: what’s done is done’. Macbeth is worried we may be found out and is having bad dreams. If I was honest I’m worried about the murder and Macbeth. Macbeth’s state of mind at the moment is weak, what if he reveals all? I’m scared Macbeth is going to do something to Banquo and Fleance. He seems very nervous about Banquo and what Banquo thinks(It as been said that banquo fears thou playedst most foully for’t; yet it was said, it should not stand in thy posterity). When I asked him what’s to be done? He told me to ‘Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest, chuck’ I’m not sure if I should thank him or be annoyed. Is he protecting me or does he feel I can’t be trusted with his plans. I pray Macbeth doesn’t do anything suspicious at tonight’s banquet.
Nightfall
Dear Diary, I feel I cannot go on anymore. I don’t know my husband anymore. I regret everything.
The banquet began like any other. Macbeth welcomed his guests for the evening. I noticed just after the banquet started, Macbeth wandered off to talk to a suspicious looking character who had blood on his face. I wondered whose blood it was, Banquo’s maybe? When he returned I told him to give the cheer or our guests will feel unwanted.
Soon afterwards Macbeth started to have some kind of fit. He said something about gory locks! I had no idea what he was on about but was scared that at some point he may tell all our guests about Duncan’s murder. I ensured our guests this was normal behaviour for the King and if much you note him you shall offend him. I turned in fury to Macbeth ‘Are you a man’ I asked. As this emotional blackmail had worked before. Macbeth’s flaws and starts were scaring me even more. He said something about seeing people. Who had he seen, Duncan? He slowly seemed to calm down and control himself. He made up an excuse for his behaviour saying it was part of an illness he had. Within minutes of saying that he began his fit of madness again. I tried yet again to cover for him (even though I was unsure of what I was trying to cover up). My foolish Macbeth could have just ruined my plan with most admired disorder. Macbeth, my husband then turned to me and said ‘you make me strange even to the disposition that I owe, when now I think you can behold such sights’. My blood went cold had Macbeth just given the game away. Rosse, one of the lords asked what sights I’ve seen. I couldn’t handle it and ordered them to leave. The Lords must suspect something now all thanks to Macbeth. He had just put in peoples minds doubt that maybe we killed Duncan. This outburst has scared me but also for the first time made me feel guilty. I have killed a man who resembles my father in so many ways. Macbeth has changed, He has done something to Banquo, his best friend I wish not to know what. Any milk of human kindness he had disappeared when I made him Kill King Duncan. Macbeth will venture out tomorrow to meet with the weird sisters, he has gone to far to turn around and become a good man again. Macbeth will sacrifice everything else he was to get what he wants. He probably has already sacrificed Banquo’s life, who’s will be next is a sickening thought.