The Princess looked around the arena and then once again her eyes wandered to her lover. He stood with no regrets and no worried about his fate. The princess looked at the door, remembering the maidens face. Her fist, formed in rage. The man, puzzled over the princess face, looked to the doors as another man shouted "Which door?" The crowd grew quiet as he looked over the two doors, waiting for this princes to tell him which door.
The princess grew quiet as well. Still arguing with her barbaric side as to decide. The world seemed to bear in her shoulders; a life was in her hands. Would she throw it away, or hand it to another?The choice was entirely up to her. Should she save him? She would have to suffer knowing he was happen with another woman who is more beautiful then she. If she picked the tiger, and ended his life, she would again suffer over the loss of her beloved. She has decided.
The man below looked up to see his pricess and saw movment and looked close to see what it was. She was pointing to the right. The man stod still and stared at the doors. There was not a sound, not even the blowing wind or a rustle of trees. He had complete silene which allowed him to think. Should he believe her? Should he got to the right? The pressure was too much for him as he thougth and thought. The princess sat patiently as she watched the man look back and forth between the doors. Left, right? Right, left? Which one?! The man was going insane and looked at the princess. he saw she has no expression on her face, not even a frown. Was she going to kill him? Send his life away?
He looked at the doors and made his decision. As he started for the doors, the people stood up to see. The man now between the two doors smiled to himself and looked at the princess, and with no hesitation hesitation opened the left door. Everyone gasped, the princess cried as the door opened and the man we face and face with his fate......The Tiger.