Dear Diary

A few days ago, I ran into these strange-loo queen regnant witches that had brought forth a prophecy that I hadnt believed. The prophecy tell that I sh each renew Duncan, my King, from his title. This news was indeed compelling scarcely Just the thought of ever regenerate the King was something I could never do. I had to share this news with someone, so I went to the one person I swan more than anyone in this world, my wife. She was delighted to key out that I could be named King, but seemed devastated that I was hesitant on ta poove a type of action that could gain me the throne.I had been persuaded by my wife into assassinating the king and taking his crown. perpetually since then my action has changed enormously. These past few days have been like a nightmare for me, a nightmare that I have to live in until my last-place breath. In order to remain king and keep the title in my family, I must take action towards the pack who have the ability to that away from me. Therefor e, my trump friend, Banquet, and his sons must be eliminated because the prophecy from the witches had stated that his sons will be the true successor of the throne rather than my sons when they are born, which I cant let, happen.I cant kill again the circumstances this magazine around are different than before. I am the king now, and after everything I had gone through Just to lounge around this title I cant Jeopardize that. out-of-pocket to the choices I had made, I involve to be the most patient and kind king the world has ever seen, I need to remain calm at all times, and under no circumstance whitethorn I ever tell a soul of the actions I had taken to be where I am today. This Is what my future lays for me. This Is what my life shall look like from here on.