“You know what I saw? Darkness, I see nothing except darkness. In this dawn! in this city!”
“You do know what you are doing right?” the prince asked.
“I know exactly what I’m doing right now, and I know the consequences of that, but what else can you do?” Friar Shrugged “I spend my life on bringing back the peace in Verona, look at what is it right now, the same chaos, the same families fighting over each other, the same people who suffered in the same city. Who can conject it won’t kill more people in the future? Yes, I hope this will stop in somedays, I hope people in Verona would have a better day to live on, to truly enjoy their life, that’s why I’m doing this”. He then took a deep breath and continued his speech; his face was taut and frenzied because of loss of oxygen and burst of passion “Now I’m answering your question, are the peace in Verona important to you?”
“Yes, of course! I always take the peace of Verona as my duty, but…” prince’s words were then interrupted by Friar.
“Great, we both agreed on that.” Friar’s face started to calm down and became the priest he usually is.
“We both wanted to bring back the peace in Verona, but the question is how? I tried many ways to achieve that, sadly noun of that came true. Everyone knows that Verona is a powder keg that will explode up in any time, the only way to solve this problem is to take the most extreme measure—-nobles died in the conflict, so you can have the right to stand in and call this to a stop. But who is willing to do this?”
Prince saw some hurt in Friar’s eyes, but Friar quickly hid away and shifted the topic. “I’m not willing to be a hero, but when it comes down to it, one’s state must come first. it is the time for those who know what to do to stand up and say it out loud ‘I will take the task!’. for which will sacrifice them self to bet on the chance of success. So, I stood up to do this.”
He took a step back and sat on a rock “I killed them, I murdered two young lives. they won’t die if I didn’t give them the wedding; they won’t die if I didn’t let Romeo hold on to his lover; they won’t die if I didn’t give Juliet the poison…” His face was calmer than ever, “I’m willing to accept any judgments given by you and execute it in my entirety and good faith, one last usage of an old man’s life.”
The silence between two men.
Eventually, the Prince restart the conversation. “Soldiers does all the dirty stuff, leads responsible for the interests, as for honor, better leave it written on the book.” He waves his men to fallback. “I won’t send any punishments on you.”
“Your honor.” Friar stood up, the first beam of sunlight came out from clouds, strike on his face, the light was brighter than ever.