the lady or the tiger – my ending
the quick movement of the princesse\’s hand was what her lover was basing his entire future on. he had thought about his fate during every sleepless night. her thought has been the samew but more diverse. his doubts of whether or not she would spare his life were almost nonexistent. maybe it was his optimistic atitudew or the passion and love that had blurred his sense of reality. or maybe he had been misled by his lover\’s nature, or perhaps he had too much confidence in her love for him.
the door to either horrible death or salvation opened as the youth pushed it. inside of it there was something he had not feared because he had simply pushed it from his thoughts. yet, there is was breathin heavily, its large furry body pusher its weight onto his and its jaw locked around his neck. he screamed with pure agony and despair, shouthind a loud \”why?\” before his laungs and heart stopped working and he had become a corpse.
of course he would never get an answer from her. his death came before she could even open her mouth. the semi-barbaric princess remained still and silent, and her father did the same. she had waited and prepared for the intense moment for such a long time. she had thought about every possible situation and outcome for days. the princess only made her decision a few nights ago. she decided that the pain of bearing her lover\’s wedding would be worse then being responsible for his death. whether it was caused by jealousy or other feeling/ it was done. he could no longer be with her or with the other women/ and she would no longer be abke to see his godlike beauty.this was her final decision and whther or not she would regret it eventually\’ it was done