1. Dear Jason<br />It has been a month since I left, though I would doubt you have notice. I pray that you still grieve for our children, whose death YOU caused. You should remorse for all the blood that you have made me spill, and the trust I betrayed for you. I defied my country and my father because of you. I killed my brother, so that we could escape and be together. I destroyed Pelias for you, your worst enemy! And yet you leave me for that wretched princess! And her blood is on your hands too, as well as the kings, and finally our children. You could have saved them if you had not been so selfish, so unholy. You have dishonored me, your children, and your would have been bride and father in law. I hope you know the pleasure I took in destroying those two rats, the king, who suggested your marriage, and drove me from his land, and that princess, who crossed me to marry you, and should have turned you away upon your advance. And our children, our beautiful children, whom I had to kill to save them from a worse death and to hurt you even more. And even as terrible and cruel were these crimes, even worse were your heinous and sick rationalizations for these crimes, your denying of the cruelty and pain you have set upon me. You would claim that you are leaving me, abandoning our house and our children, you say it is for me, so we would be wealthy, and that she could have the children, and I would live leisurely. However, I knew your real plan, to banish me from the country. Well, shame on you, and for your failed plan, I laugh at you, for now, I am the one who has a home, and I may look down on you. And to think, I wanted to kill you, but you do not deserve death. You deserve torture, day and night for eternity, and the crippling reality of knowing that you could have save all those people, especially our children, if you had not been so twisted by desire for another woman, or had been able to deny your selfishness for the sake of others’ lives. May this letter of spite cut deep into your moral, and let you still weep for our children. In spite, Medea.<br />Dear MedeaI know exactly how long it has been, thank you very much. In fact, I had just returned to the place where you slaughtered our children, to mourn and pray for their poor little doomed souls. You are truly a sick, hateful, disgusting creature. As for the others you have killed, those were all in my name, but I never asked you to do so. I did not tell you, ask you, or even inquire for your help to escape your father, let alone cut up your brother and throw him in the ocean. His death was your fault and your fault alone. As for defying your father, it is also not my fault. You made a choice, and I did nothing to force you. Therefore, you have no right to blame it on me. When you killed my uncle, King Pelias that was also of your own accord, and not my responsibility. I did not ask you to do that. And even worse, in doing that, you got me banished from my homeland! At least the other foul deeds you did had positive effects for us, and while I was disgusted by them, I was perhaps a little grateful. That time, you ruined us. And even still, I forgave you, and we moved on. And thanks to me, I found us a home, and a country to belong to. I gave you two beautiful children, and of course you turned around and murdered them. I bent over backwards for you, so what would make you think that marrying into the royal family was any different. I knew you would not want to have to bear any more children yourself, so in marrying the princess; we could have had more children for the ones we already had to play with. And we would have been rich. We would have been able to afford anything, and live in luxury. We would have been wealthy and happy, without a single worry in the whole world, until you decided you had to be selfish, and complain, running your mouth, just shouting out whatever you pleased. You got yourself exiled, it was not my fault. You scared the king, made him fear for his and his daughters life, and apparently, rightly so, as you of course went on to poisoning my bride, killing both her and the king. You sick animal. Jason<br />