timebethine: A picture of a white man with curly hair, looking down and away. He is wearing a suit and tie. (Quiet)
timebethine ([personal profile] timebethine) wrote 2024-03-27 01:30 pm (UTC)

"Ay, but never to be king," Laertes laughs. "To be master of one unruly dog is nearly too much for me. I ..." He reaches up to touch Claudius's hair, to find all those soft silver roots that he loves so well. "I dream of knowing what's expected, as clearly as though it were written in black ink, and then being able to do it. No conditions or exceptions; just a task and its completion. And perhaps praise, if I do well."

It is not hard to hear how, just as Claudius has never known good kings or good brothers, Laertes has never known what it was to have expectations made plain.

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