Claudius Castle

Elsinore, Denmark

January 13, 1601

Dear Hamlet,


Hello, my son. I’m deeply sorry for thou father’s passing. Tis a tragic time for all of us. I’m happy to tell you that I am the King of Elsinore, husband of Queen Gertrude, and father of you. However, I still can’t make out who would dare kill a king! It’s just not man like. Tis a fault to heaven and a fault against the dead. Tis a tragedy to all.


Tis sweet and commendable, Hamlet, to give these mourning duties to thy father. I will take great responsibility and care in this. I pray the death of your real father does not come between us, for that would make this scenario more tragic.


I hope all is well Hamlet, and I do hope you come out of this dreadful misery. We are all devastated, and to see you the most devastated of all does not help. We must past thy father’s death. Please Hamlet, live thou life; live it as if you are me, a king. I say farewell, for now.


Love,

King Claudius



P.S. I am proud to be your new father. K.C.


Vaughn Craddock