Prologue 16
Iago lain on his side, sighed on with
amusement that his plans were working. He felt the need to gloat on his works.
He had expended his excitement on the love of his. She lain there sweating and
cursing in her mind. It was then he spoke.
"Cassio had played into my hand. He
was always the fool. I saw to it the few times he was with me. He was the
gentleman while I was the rogue." Iago spoke to himself. It was good for
his ego, to speak like that. "Soon he would come for me, but he would like
to partake on his mercy with her. I know him well. He is so predictable."
Iago pondered in his own thoughts and then
looked to his love.
"You would do as she asked if she
does ask of you." Iago kicked at her back. "You would be my lynch pin
to his downfall. You would bring her and Othello down. The bitch who stole your
love."
"Now I would go for my drink."
Iago got up to get dressed.
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