This they all agreed to report to young Hamlet, whose uncle is now ruling Denmark. The rallying army of Norway that would like to regain access to their lands and would probably set to conquering Denmark to account for their King’s demise, has led to intricate preparations in Denmark.
I find it somehow offensive that I am not taken up for my word; that I am seen as weak and frail by my brother and a liar by my father. And all this is because I am in close favors with Hamlet, our prince. I find it insulting that people judge by the things they heard, no matter where it came from. Gossip is such a pastime in this country that even the Prince and the King are subjected to them. My bother has made certain that I shall not give up love nor honor for the Prince. I believe he have heard of such things from our sentinel, who claims to know everything. I am lucky to have escaped his advices due to his departure, which I hope will keep him for long. It is better that he leaves, although father suspects of undutiful motives to his departure. Even my father gets input from gossipers.
My father is worse still. He made me promise not to see Hamlet again and have concluded that I had been lying to him about being chaste and non-tempted. Hamlet is accused of being wayward and unwarranted for. True, he is Prince. This appears to be the reason for their dislike, as all his actions must be consulted to the King; hence there is no chance of us getting married seeing that the King and him are always fighting. Yet they do not know Hamlet and still they judge him. I do not agree that he wants me not to see Hamlet again, for I know in my heart that I am not lying. I know of Hamlet’s love and I would like to believe it to be everlasting. And all that I will not discover if this relationship was to end so soon before it even begins.
I have never seen Hamlet act stranger than this day. Apparently he is being disturbed by the