𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱; 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘺𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘯.

𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘐𝘝, 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘐𝘐; 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

"Invite all the guests on this list." Capulet said, handing a servingman on the list, who left, "Boy, go hire twenty skilled cooks." He told another servingman.

"You won't get any bad cooks from me. I'll test them by making them lick their fingers." The servingman nodded. 

"How can you test them like that?" Capulet raised his eyebrows.

"Easy, sir. It's a bad cook who can't lick his own fingers. So the cooks who can't lick their fingers aren't hired." He shrugged.

"Go, get out of here." Capulet frowned, and the servingman left, "We're unprepared for this wedding celebration." He sighed, "What, has my daughter gone to see Friar Lawrence?" He asked Nurse.

"Yes, that's true." She noded.

"Well, there's a chance he may do her some good. She's a stubborn little brat." Capulet grimaced.

"Look, she's come home from confession with a happy look on her face." Nurse smiled.

"So, my headstrong daughter, where have you been?" Capulet asked.

"I went somewhere where I learned that being disobedient to my father is a sin. Holy Father Lawerence instructed me to fall on my knees and beg your forgiveness." I knelt down, "Forgive me, I beg you. From now on I'll do whatever you say."

"Send for the Count. Go tell him about this. I'll make this wedding happen tomorrow morning." Capulet said with a frown.

"I met the young man at Lawrence's cell. I treated him with the proper love, as well as I could, while still being modest." I nodded.

"Well, I'm glad about this. This is good. Stand up." Capulet told me, and I did, "This is the way it should be. I want to see the count. Yes, alright, go, I say, and bring him here. Now, before God, our whole city owes this friar a great debt."

"Nurse, will you come with me to my closet and help me pick out the clothes and the jewelry I'll need to wear tomorrow?" I asked her.

"No, not until Thursday. There's plenty of time." Lady Capulet said.

"Go, Nurse, go with her. We'll have the wedding at the church tomorrow." Capulet replied, and Nurse and I left.

"Our supplies will be short for the party. It's already almost night." Lady Capulet frowned.

"Don't worry, I will set things in motion. And everything will be alright, I promise you, wife. You should go to Juliet and dress her up. I'm not going to bed tonight. Leave me alone. I'll pretend to be the housewife for once." Capulet nodded, and Lady Capulet left, "Hey! What? They're all gone? Well, I will walk by myself to Count Griffin to get him ready for tomorrow. My heart is wonderfully happy because this troubled girl has been taken back and now will be married."

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𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦.
𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵