Act Two Scene 3 Part 3
When Iago reached the door, he was met by
Roderigo who came in with his heavy breaths while looking to the rear.
"Are they gone?" Roderigo asked.
"Yes, they all left. Where did you
disappeared just now?" Iago asked his friend while pulling him in.
"I had remain hidden lest he looked
for me." Roderigo told him. "Where were you when I was attacked at
the outside?"
"I was pre-occupied. The Aides had me
cornered and could not leave." Iago replied."You did good to come
back, and more good news to you. He recognised not you."
"What does that do for me? I lost a
fortune on this trip. And almost got killed." Roderigo pushed his friend
aside. "It was all you doing. I came on your pretext that she would be
wooed, and all I got was close to losing my life. Are you my friend, Iago? Or
the serpent beneath the tree trunk? Poised to strike me dead on the first
bite."
"I am you friend, Roderigo. How else
would I had gone so far without you? As we speak, Cassio had lost his rank, and
soon he would caused the Legatus to removed him. He had intend to move towards
Desdemona...." Iago was cut off.
"Desdemona? How dare you suggest that
to him?"
"Fear not, Roderigo. I have my plans
worked out. He would bring the downfall upon himself and then she would leave
the dark one for you. I had it all in my vision." Iago looked to the
beaming sunlight that came in through the gaps in the window. "Its dawn, and
another new day begin. One that would see more of my plan coming to
action."
"Roderigo, you trusted me this far.
Then continue on with that journey, and let accomplished what I had promised
you." Iago told the other. "You look tired and needed the rest. Go
and get your sleep and let me work my wonders."
"I hear you once more, Iago. But my
patience have their limits." Roderigo cautioned his friend.
"Be gone, you tired fool. I have much
to do." With that, Iago looked at the departing friend of his. Then he
looked upstairs to the young couple above.
"The next stages of my plan needed
new players. I would need to wake up my ones, and put them into the mood."
Iago smiled at his own plan. He had never felt more tense except before a
battle. But this was not a battle of the swords but of the mind. And like both,
he would win. The new player he would deployed would be easier to convinced.
She would not dare to resist him, if she valued her father's life. He is old
but he is loved by her.
"Yes, Emilia. You are the obedient
one like before."
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