He walked toward the door to the right.
He kneeled down to the ground and felt the dirt before him. For some reason he
kept thinking that this door to the right was not the one to open. He thought
about what would happen if the tiger came out. He looked to the left where the
other door and exit where. The exit had very large doors guarding it, so
escaping would surly not be an option. He looked over a little barrel that was
placed beside the door. There he saw a large dagger. That would be an
excellent way to defend himself from the tiger.
The princess was shaking a little as she
watched him. She was afraid that he wouldn’t choose the door she wanted him to
open. She was beginning to think that she didn’t know what door she wanted him
to open. She did not want him to marry such a present of a woman, but she
didn’t want him to be killed by the vicious tiger. She was not sure with
herself, she couldn’t live if he was dead, and she could not live if his heart
belonged to someone else.
He stopped to think about his choice, but
what he didn’t know is he and the princess thought the same thought. He could
not live if he had to watch his love die from anguish. And he could not bear
the thought of her living without her. He wanted to love her with no
consequence.
He felt a sudden burst of adrenalin. He
walked over to the barrel and grabbed the dagger. He ran back to the door on
the right, and opened it without hesitation. Out came the tiger with a vicious
pounce. The hero leaped out of the way before the tiger could mount him. He
jumped on the tigers back and slit both of its jugulars. He stabbed the tigers spinal chord and gouged out its eyes, leaving it helpless. Everybody shrieked with fear over the sounds. The tiger was screeching in
excruciating pain.
The hero had let the tiger live, but he left it on the ground to bleed out on it’s own. The crowd roared with applause from
his victory. He walked over to the door with the woman and opened it up. She
came out and tried to leap into his blood-covered arms, but with a slash of the
dagger he slit the woman’s throat. The crowd went from happy applause to abrupt
cries in a brief second. The king stood up and yelled at the guards.
“TAKE HIM AWAY IMMEDIATELY!” The king
screamed at the top of his lungs.
The princess quickly stood up. “NO! HE IS
NOT GOING TO DIE, I FORBID IT!”
The king was in disbelief with what
happened. Nobody has ever been proven guilty and survived to become innocent.
This man might be suitable for his daughter after all. He had the guards go
back into their positions. Then he looked over to his daughter.
“He is a very brave man,” Nobody could
hear him but the princess. “I think he just might be a man fit for you after
all, he has killed my most precious tiger, but I envy his skills.” The princess
looked at him with a smile, then she ran down the stairs.
She walked out on to the field saw the
hero standing there with his head and arms drooped down. She ran to him. She
was so excited from what the king had told her, so she approached him with a
smile. He did not know a thing about what the king had said, so as soon as she
was in arms length he snatched her up.
“I could not let you live knowing I had
to love another, and I could not bear the thought of you living without me. So
I must do this.” He turned the princess around to where she was facing away
from him, and he reached around with his dagger. “Both hearts will beat for each
other, and they will stop as well.” He dug that dagger deep into the princess’
chest. The blood dripped down her white dress and onto the dirt ground where
they stood. He pressed it far into her heart, and it was hard enough to travel
into his.
She was still alive at this point, and
she cried silent streams of tears. They ran down her face as fast as the blood
ran from her cold body.
“I will wait for you.” The hero said as
he dropped to the ground with a lifeless look. She followed him almost immediately.