King Duncan
August 7th, 1040
Hiya, Diary Ol' Pal!
You know what happened today? No? I'll just tell you; My thane betrayed me! How could he do that? I'm the nicest ruler ever! I trusted him. The penalty for treason is death by hanging, so that's what I had to do. Pity. I just know I can trust WORTHY Macbeth. After all, I consider myself an excellent judge of character. He is such a nice guy- won two battles for me :)... Well, another thane, whose name currently escapes me (I know it starts with "B") helped him out. I gave that guy a hug. Whereas, I awarded Macbeth a title of my traitor thane. Brilliant idea- if I do say so myself!
Though, both of them did look a bit confused when they walked in. I wonder what that was all about. Probably the exhaustion of both battles weighing on them...
I'm so proud of m'boy Malcolm. He's the Prince of Cumberland already. Soon he will take the throne. He's all grown up :(. When he takes over my kingdom, I can peacefully retire to that other castle we own just around the river bend.
Dying a nice, peaceful, natural death won't be too bad. The Church did say that I'll go to Heaven for governing the kingdom by taking their advice.
I'm gonna go follow VALIANT Macbeth (he's my cousin, you know. I think either first or second to be exact. There are too many relatives to keep track of) to his castle in Inverness. He said he'd absolutely love to host me. I know he'd like the glory of having me over after a successful battle. People would say, "What an honour". I think this will really move his career along- I mean he's being endorsed by the king!
So far, throughout my career as a king, I feel like I've inspired my people to go fight for our beloved country of Scotland. It really is the best place ever- excluding all the horribly gruesome battles, and gory punishments. I almost never sentence any of my loyal subjects to any of them. It's against my fair nature, for God's sake.
Owww. I have a really bad headache from the incessant trumpet flourishes! I wish they don't have to do that. Whoever came up with the tradition that trumpets have to play whenever royalty walk in and/or leave, should be sentenced to eating marshmallows for the rest of their lives! Should I make them hop on one foot for the rest of their lives while I'm at it?
Well, I'll get going. No need to keep my hosts waiting any longer than necessary, is it? I'm going to be their guest :)
I'm soooo excited; I'm going to a sleepover at my BFF's castle; there will be food, and I'll get to spend time with my favourite people! I'll bestow honour here…. Some over there… and a part of it way over there, staining the wall!
I'll write again when I return from my trip,
Bye!