Fleance: It’s just like when Macbeth was killed. We are back at the beginning.
Ross: Yes, my king.
Fleance: Don’t call me that, not yet. We should wait a month, at least. We need to mourn the king’s death.
Ross: The country needs a king, and you are the heir.
Fleance: I suppose so. When will Scotland rest from these deaths? Why is ambition so important? I would throw this all away if it would bring our king back.
Ross: So would I, if that were possible. I must go and speak with the lords. Come in when you are ready.
(Ross leaves)
Fleance: Malcolm will always be my king.
But now I will be Scotland’s king.
And war is done, and peace I’ll bring
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Macbeth, Act 6
FanfictionMacbeth is dead, but there's still one more prophecy that needs to come true.
