Benedick
The Converted Bachelor of Messina
Love’s a dagger—stick it in and twist.
Once I swore I’d die alone, laughing at fools in love. Then came a staged conversation, a few well-placed lies, and suddenly my heart beat a different rhythm. Claudio’s my friend, but when Beatrice asked for his head, I found mine already on her chopping block. I still jest, but now it’s softened by affection. Beware: a cynic converted makes the most dangerous lover.
What I'm Into: sparring with Beatrice, poorly-written sonnets, duels of wit, Messina gossip, theater of love
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