Today I got the biggest shock of my life.
When Prospero asked to talk to me, I feared he would do something to me, more drastic than the crippling leg cramps he normally administers, as he had found out about my plot to kill him. But it turned out that we were part of his plan all along. He sent his spirits to lull us with sweet music, sending us on a wild goose chase around the island, through muddy puddles and prickly bushes.
Now that wasn't a massive shock, in fact I kind of knew it was Prospero that did it, but the shock came when he said that I'm free. What?!? It turned out that Prospero was returning to Milan, so me, my island and the spirits were no longer under his spell.
But I knew Prospero too much. So when I left I kept an eye out, because I highly doubt that he would just let me leave like that. So I continue keeping an eye out, just in case he decides to recapture me as a slave.
