Essay On The World Of Night

Things at the Montague household were not peaceful either. “Lady Montague please calm down. Was this stupid feud worth taking away from your son’s happiness? Look what happened!” The Friar points to the open window that

“And you killed his friend, so why shouldn’t he have?” Juliet had become instantly defensive when Tybalt threatened Romeo, wanting to protect her husband’s name. Though she, too, had been angry at first when she heard a Montague had dared to spill Capulet blood, she now understood why it had to be done. Juliet loved her cousin, but she loved her husband more. Juliet was as much a Capulet as he was a Montague, but why should it matter? A name was just a name, and her family’s quarrel was not her own.

O Juliet, my sweet, fair child, lies dead in this cold and unforgivable place. What for? O lamentable day, it is because of her pure heart. She loved too deeply, too much for that Romeo, a Montague, the only son of her great enemy. Ah…But there cannot be nor was a better man for her than Romeo. He would have died for her and now he has.

Montague) to see why he is sad, and he explains how he is in love with

“Duke Edman, You are up. How do you plea?” said the prince. “Not guilty, I am the rightful king that should be sitting on that throne. I am the one who was next in line to the throne before you father took the throne from me. So if that makes me guilty, then so be it.” said the duke. “You are sentenced to lifetime of indentured servitude to the crown, and you will carry out this sentence starting today.” exclaimed Prince Louis.

When they arrived back at the kingdom, the king gave orders for the queen to be monitored all day and night by ten knights. She was then sent back to her room with her guards.

When morning came the knights began to take down our campsite and prepare for the journey home. The campfires were hastily put out. The tents were torn down. All personal items were put away, and the carts were tied to horses. With that done we started making our way to the castle where the knights would return to their normal duties and I would look after queen Jocelyn.

For the past six weeks Montague had been secretly providing the castle with various herbal concoctions that helped ease Olivia’s discomfort. He was trusted by the King so much that the royal family had fired their own private Healer and left the medical decisions for Olivia’s case up to Montague.

The Daily life of a queen is commonly underestimated, they too had tasks they needed to accomplish in

Juliet: Do you have to be a Montague? Your name isn't who you are. Without Montague, you'll still be mine, my love.

After being grilled by the Royal Sisters about bachelors in the Royal Guard—which was quite possibly the most awkward conversation he had ever had—the Princesses went missing, which sent the palace guards into panic. One moment, they were having tea in one of the castle’s sitting rooms, and the next, they were gone. Nearly five dozen guards discreetly scoured the castle grounds all day, trying to prevent the inevitable hysteria that would break out if Their Highnesses disappeared.

Lima Mall, it sounds boring, but when going with my Aunt Mercedes it ends up being a blast. We end up looking like really big goofballs whenever we go out in public. When we go shopping at Lima Mall we look like crazy, ladies, because my weird personality forces me to act like I am not normal. Cedes tries to keep her son Emery and I behaving, and it makes me laugh, because she looks mean. Emery, Cedes, and I go around looking for one specific store, so we end up wandering around lost until we realize that we had passed it at least once. Two peas in a pod, that is what I call Cedes and I, also I would call us the two goofballs in the family. I continue to look up to Cedes. She remains near and dear to my heart, and she always will.

It is finally night time, my feeding period. For the past few days I have been stealing food without anyone knowing. When no one took responsibility, I blamed it on the rats. I tiptoed quietly down the stairs, and into the main room. I have to be extremely quiet because this is where Mr. and Mrs. Frank and Margot sleep. I make my way to the food safe, light a match, and then cautiously open the food safe. I take out a loaf of bread, and close the safe.

Harry's heart gave a horrible jolt. A test? In front of the whole school? But he didn't know any magic yet -- what on earth would he have to do? He hadn't expected something like this the moment they arrived. He looked around anxiously and saw that everyone else looked terrified, too. No one was talking much except Hermione Granger, who was whispering very fast about all the spells she'd learned and wondering which one she'd need. Harry tried hard not to listen to her. He'd never been more nervous, never, not even when he'd had to take a school report home to the Dursleys saying that he'd somehow turned his teacher's wig blue. He kept his eyes fixed on the door. Any second now, Professor McGonagall would come back and lead him to his doom.

“Well i’m not to be using my magic in front of muggles, but I guess it won’t hurt to teach you,” Hermione acknowledged. After a whole hour or so of Hermione teaching us spells that she had learned in Hogwart’s, we all decided to start eating dinner.