Hao, Opacho and Shakespeare
2003-11-14
120 words
"Hao-sama, what are you reading?"
"Taming of the Shrew," he replies absently, flipping a page. Opacho tilts his head, quizzical.
"What's that?"
"It's a play. Petrucchio tries to tame his wife, Katherine." He frowns. "He starves her, doesn't allow her to sleep, and generally, acts like a fool. 'And thus, I'll curb her mad and headstrong humour,'" he orates. Hao enjoys his dramatics when he can get away with them.
"How does the story end, Hao-sama?"
"She kisses him after promising eternal wifely devotion. I should take notes, though I shall have more finesse than Petrucchio." A wry chuckle escapes his lips. "I shall find and pluck your sting, my waspish Anna."
Opacho decides not to ask any more questions.