Gullible Fools!

I never envisioned myself to be such a good actress, but alas, I have proven myself wrong again! When Agamemnon returned home today, and I laid eyes on him for the first time in years, I was overcome with a sense of fury. I've been fickle ever since Aegisthus and I have decided to kill my husband, but seeing Agamemnon in person "sealed the deal," so to speak for me. It was easy to ensure him that I had been taking care of the home and spending each day in solitude waiting for his return. He wanted to believe that was the case and therefore, it wasn't hard for me to accomplish my goal.

When Agamemnon returned home, all the townspeople surrounded us as if we were two actors on a stage. I did exactly what Aegisthus and I had rehearsed--assured everyone that I had been nothing but a noble queen on the home front while Agamemnon was away. I assured all witnesses that I had missed my husband dearly. I made sure to add in the fact that I had thoughts of suicide because he was away for such a long period of time. It was believable, and I have no doubt that be bought it. It was such an incredible feeling--knowing that I had complete and utter power over the thoughts and beliefs of such a vast amount of people. And no one had a clue of what events were going to be enacted within the hour.

All while this was going on, I couldn't help but notice that barbaric looking woman cowering behind Agamemnon as he spoke to me. She did not look Greek, that's for sure. She was a barbarian if I ever saw one. Apparently a consolation prize given to my husband by the Trojans. Surely they had been intimate and that thought infuriated me to no end. How dare he, my husband and murderer of my child, dare be unfaithful to me all this time? I realized that if I continued to dwell on this fact, my plans would be ruined. Instead, I took the politically correct approach. I treated her well and instructed the slaves let her in the house and gave her water and food. That girl was very strange, she seemed to be deathly afraid of me for some reason. As she should be. She too will pay for all the pain I have burdened for years. Her fate ends with me.

However, despite all the trivial details, it is most important to note that Agamemnon walked on the sacred, red robes in order to enter our home. The home once filled with happiness and joy is now filled with doom and an inevitable demise. I will update later.