The crowd cheered in unison, begging the two to get on with their fight.
Laertes stomped his foot on the ground in front of him, steadying himself for the next strike.
"Hamlet my friend, you know this is futile. Your first hit was out of pure luck. The next three will come from me as a direct result of pure talent. You cannot win."
They quietly paced in calculated circles around their stage. Their swords raised high and their guards up.
"You seriously underestimate me, Laertes," Hamlet said, lowering his sword to waist level.
Suddenly, Hamlet lunged from his low stance, narrowly missing Laertes' side. Laertes countered and swung viscously at Hamlet’s head only …show more content…
The king gasped again, desperate for air. No one knew what to do. Everyone saw Claudius beginning to fade from this life. His eyes remained open but his breathing slowed to a stop. He exhaled slowly, one last time, and then died.
Hamlet spoke softly to himself, "To be or not to be is no longer the question. The king has committed to an eternal sleep and my quest is now done."
But one thing was left unsolved. Why would Claudius try to poison Hamlet? He stood up from his position and addressed the crowd.
"Peace! I call for peace. The king is now dead. It was by fault of my own that he has died, but in the end it is just. This here is a pearl, drenched in poison! This pearl was to be placed in my wine as an attempt on my life. Only one man is alive here to tell us why and that man has fled. I will pursue him in search of answers."
Hamlet tucked the pearl away and walked over to his mother.
"I will find the truth, I swear it Mother."
He hugged her tight and then walked back to the stage to exit the room. Hamlet noticed a green glare on one of the swords. He picked it up and saw that it was sharpened. With a quick sniff, he realized that this too was poisoned. Fury coursed through Hamlet as he connected the final ties. He knew now that he needed to find Laertes and kill him to finish the