"Without the slightest hesitation, he went to the door on the right, and opened it."The arena went silent with anticipation. He had put all of his trust in the princess. Now was the time to see if the she lied to him. He had not the slightest idea what awaited him. With a quick inhale, he placed a firm grip on the handle of the door and gave it a hard pull. As light floods the space revealed, a growl is heard as well as gasps from the onlooking audience.
His own breath is still being held in his lungs despite their silent cries for release and a new supply of oxygen. The tiger creeps out of it's confinement, eyes set on his meal. A small low exhale is barley heard as he can not hold his breath any longer. He backs away slowly, though it's more instinct as he knows there is no possibility of saving himself.
She had stayed up all night deciding which door she should tell her lover to open. She decided on the door of the tiger because she would be very jealous if the man she loved married the woman she despised. But, even as she sat in her spot looking down at him, her heart begged at her to reconsider. But, it was too late. She watched as her lover got mauled by a blur of orange and black and he screamed in agony.
Half of her was enjoying this; her semi - barbaric side! Then, on her other side she is very miserable. She suddenly realized that she has turned into a sobbing mess, her tears fogging up her vision, as she wipes them away trying to silence her cries. She has killed him! she thinks, with her choice. It is she who has done the deed.
The arena starts to empty, the people going back to their daily duties, the tiger back in the cage on a full stomach, and the king back to his throne to have his own meal. The princess stays a while longer, before painstakingly realizing that it is over.
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