Anger is the start of all problems. That is, what I learned when the King of Verona, Italy, decided to invite my family and a few other noble families to a feast. It was a great sunny, day in Verona, Italy, and the king had decided to invite a few of the noble families over to a feast. He called his servant and asked him to write invitations to the Capulets, the Montagues, and a few other noble families. The servant took off obediently, wrote some invitations, and delivered them to the guests. I was in our garden when I saw the servant approach our house, “Is this the Capulets house, sir?” The servant says, “Yes,” I reply, “What do you want?” “I have come to give your family an invitation from the king himself, to a feast,” He hands me a piece of rolled up parchment which I took in my hand. The servant bade me goodbye and left. I took the invitation to my father's study and gave it to my father. He later told our family, the Capulets that we were invited to a feast at the King's Castle, and told us to wear our finest clothes to the feast. …show more content…
Once we arrived, two guards came to us and asked us for our invitation. When the two guards saw the invitation, they opened the castle gates and told us to enter. We were guided by the servants to the feasting hall were a few of the noble families had already arrived. The King greeted us and told us to enjoy the food and drinks. We knew that the king’s feasts were the best, especially the food he had, we were always looking forward to the tasty, and delicious Roast Pig stuffed with pudding or the great Venison Stew. After a few hours of feasting and dancing, the feast began to end, everybody was finishing up I saw Lord Montague the 1 eying the last posset goblet, my father saw the goblet at the same time, and they both headed for it. Lord Montague was the faster one, he got there first and drank the posset grossly, and without a bit of respect for my