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Act 8
William stood at the balcony, watching the stars, waiting for his lover, no his husband to come and take him to bed. He had married his one true love, and tonight he would share with him everything. For once in his life, pieces were falling into place.
- Come night, come, Sonny. Come gentle night, come, loving, black-brow night, give me my Sonny.
A knock on the door, made him turn around, he had told the house not to disturb him until the morning sun, so who could it be? The door opened and walking in was Marlena and William send her a confused lock, she only ever entered the mansion of doom in time of great need.
- What news? Why dost thou wring thy hands?
- Ah, well-a-day! He's dead, he's dead! We are undone, my lord, we are undone! Alack the day! He's gone, he's killed, he's dead!
No, it couldn't be. God wouldn't have taken his lover from him the day he had became his husband, he couldn't be that cruel. But why else would Marlena, bring news of dead to his door.
- Can good be so cruel?
- Sonny can, though good cannot: O Sonny! Whoever would have thought it? Sonny.
- What devil art thou, that dost torment me thus? Hath Sonny slain himself? Or if he be slain, I shall poison myself.
- I saw the wound, I saw it with mine eyes and pale, pale as ashes.
- O, break, my heart!
And it was breaking, William could feel it bleed into his chest, making breathing, making living feel like hell itself. Maybe if he was lucky it would drown him and he could follow his lover to his grave.
- O Nick, the cousin of your blood! That ever I should live to see thee dead!
- What storm is it that blows so contrary? Is Sonny slaughtered and is Nick dead? For who is living and who is gone?
William didn't understand a thing, was Nick, his cousin and fathers right hand dead? Then why had Marlena made him believe that he lost his husband this night?
- Nick is gone, and Sonny banished; Sonny that killed him, he is banished.
No it could not be true. His loved one couldn't have taken another man's life. He could not be gone, banished, like dust in the wind, so quickly and quietly like he never even been here.
- O god! Did Sonny's hand shed Nicks blood?
- It did, it did; alas the day, it did!
William sank down on his bed, trying to stop his grieve filled eyes from spilling their pain. Had he been so wrong, so blinded by love that he had married a murderer? But alas he could not believe, in his heart of heart he knew that it must be a reason behind this gruesome news. His husband, the man of his heart would not kill a man in cool blood, that he knew.
- Theres no trust, no faith, no honesty in men; all perjured, all forsworn. These griefs, these woes, these sorrow make me old. Shame come to Sonny!
And hearing Marlena, curse Sonny's name made William realize it didn't matter to him. Whatever had went down that cursed hour, it didn't matter. It didnt matter that his lover had blood from his own blood on his hands. He could not stop loving Sonny like he could not stop his breath, so all was forgiven or he would himself fall to his death.
- Blister be thy tongue, for such a wish! He was not born to shame.
- Will you speak well of him that killed your cousin?
- Shall I speak ill of him that is my husband? Nick is dead and Sonny banished, that pain hath slain ten thousand Nick.
William meet Marlenas cold stare, he would not back down, not on this. His beloved was banished, for the blood of his cousin, but he would not step down. He needed his Sonny, needed his touch, and if that were wrong, then to hell he would travel.
- Stay in your chamber: Ill find Sonny. Hark ye, your Sonny will be here this night; he is hid at Eric's church.
- O, find him! Give this ring to my true knight, and bid him come to take his last farewell.
Act 9
Sonny pressed his back against the cold stone wall at the church, he hadn't know where else to go than the church and kind father Eric had give him a hiding place while he would go find out the polices doom. He froze when he heard the church door open, what if he was found before he could say his finale farewells?
- Sonny, come forth.
- Father, what news? What is the polices doom?
- A gentler judgment came from his lips, not body's death, but body's banishment.
Banished? No, that couldn't be right. He would have taken a thousand swords to his chest, but banished? Forever to leave Salem, to forever live while knowing his lover lived so closed?
- Ha, banishment! Be merciful, say death!
- Its only from Salem thou art banished, be patient, for the world is broad and wide.
- There is no world without Salem's streets, only purgatory, torture, hell itself.
Could he not understand the hell in being banished? Hadn't father Eric himself married him to his husband this very day?
- O deadly sin! O rude untankfulness! Its thy fault our laws call for death; but the kind police, taking thy side, hath roused aside the law, and turned that black word death to banishment: this is dear mercy, and thou sees it not.
- This torture, and not mercy: heaven is here, where William lives. And every unworthy thing, will live here in heaven and may look on him, but I may not; I am banished. And thou yet say that exile is not death?
- To comfort thee, I will not speak a word again.
Sonny wanted to scream, out his pain and lost, make father Eric somehow with the power of god turn back this cursed day. But a knock on the church door made them both freeze in their places and Sonny cast a frightful eye at Eric.
- Good Sonny, hide thyself.
Sonny dove behind the alter to the church, his heart beating a frightful pattern, if it was the police, what then? Would they drag him through the streets, where he would be forced to meet his husbands sad and angry eyes?
- Who knocks so hard? What's is your will?
- Let me come in, and you shall know my errand; I come from Lord William.
It was Marlena, Sonny would recognize that voice anywhere and she was her for William. Did that mean that his lover already knew about the sin he had killed tonight? Was Marlena her to seek comfort for his broken heart and tear filled eyes?
- Welcome then.
Father Eric said and the door opened and in walked Marlena.
- O Father Eric tell me, where is my grandsons lord, where's Sonny?
- There by the alter, with his own tears made drunk.
- Stand up, and be a man: for Williams sake, rise and stand.
Sonny could hear the anger and disappointment that lased Marlenas words, and he was frightful to stand up and hear what William had to say about him. But he forced himself up on unsteady legs and stood eye to eye with a woman in hate.
- Speaks thou of William? How is it with him? Doth he think of me as a murderer, now that I have slained part of the Dimera blood? Where is he? And what says my lord to our cancelled love?
- O, he says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps.
Sonny's heart clenched painfully, William was the last person he wanted to cause pain. If he could tear out the heart in his chest and give it to his lover, he would. But William, his pure sweet William, didn't deserve his blackened heart.
- My lord, I'll tell my grandson that you will come. For he weeps for the lost of his true love, not the lost of his blood. Thou will give him a night of love, before banishment sets its curse.
He wanted to see him, William was weeping for the lost of Sonny, not the lost of Nick. It was probably a sin to deep for him to ever get out again, but the thought that William wept for him, that he missed him made his heart sing.
- Do so and bid my loves declares to his heart.
But before Marlena would leave she grabbed Sonnys hand and held it tight. He saw the warning in her eyes, that even though she was here to give Sonny one last night with his dearest husband, he knew that when the night was over no matter what he would have to leave and leave his lover behind.
- Here, Sonny, a ring he bid me to give you, make hast, for it grows very late.
And the Marlena left them in the church. And Sonny was finally feeling that something was going his way again.
- How well my comfort is revived by this!
- Go hence; give me thy hand for the last farewell, go safe my son and farewell again.
- Farewell.