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Run – Chapter 4
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Lauren noticed the shift immediately. “Is something wrong?”
“No, no” Kenzi inhaled and making the mental shift. “But you, Hotpants, are the kind of girl that needs her mentals massaged every once in a while or it’ll turn to cheese.”
“Is that your professional diagnosis?”
The two of them hugged, separating only when Kenzi stepped back and tugged at Lauren’s sleeve. ”Now,” she said, wrinkling her brow, “what were you saying about that flip-flopping Prince Hamlet?”
“So, you do listen?”
Lauren spied the columns of the Haymarket as they turned a corner, bringing to her no end of relief. They had made it all this way without Kenzi realizing that Lauren got them there by intuition, so unscientific of her, and with about five minutes to spare, just long enough for Lauren to wrap up the Kenzi-condensed version of Hamlet. To her surprise, her telling of the Danish tragedy inspired Kenzi’s curiosity. “Wait, Hamlet pretends to go insane to fool his uncle into thinking, what?”
“That he was no threat, an easy target. To keep the power he stole, Claudius must kill the true heir to the throne, Hamlet. Sadly though, while pretending to be crazy Hamlet unwittingly confirms Ophelia’s fears—that he never truly loved her at all. It’s more than she can bear and with her heart broken wide open, Ophelia throws herself from the castle walls, and dies. Then Hamlet gives a long and punishing speech filled with guilt. He grieves knowing that her death is on his hands. Ophelia walked into the arms of death thinking that he never loved her, which, in fact, was not true at all. He adored her.”
“Promise me you won’t ever do that,” Kenzi put a gentle arm around Lauren’s shoulder.
“Not even a murmur in my thinking.”
“Good, because you probably would look terrible floating in a moat. So cut to the chase: how does the story end? Happily?”
“More like gallantly. Hamlet kills his uncle, accidentally poisons his mother, and dies in a duel by a cut from a poisoned sword. He fulfills his destiny and avenges his father’s death. He chooses honor over love and earns a hero’s burial.”
“Intense. A regular faery tale. Reeks of home.”
“Try to think of it as entertainment. Oh, and Hamlet wears a lot of black. Mostly black, in fact.”
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Yes I was right chapter 2 and 3 are the wrong way around but still no biggie,Vex in hamlet ok ill bite but surely they will have herd about the dimise of pirripus , evony and rainer by now and can make there way home.