Alternative Ending to “The Lady or the Tiger” Essay

She gave me the signal. My stomach was turning; my palms were sweating. I knew this decision must have been killing her. Her little hand flicked towards the right door, but her face was cold. Deep down inside I had the growing suspicion that she would rather see me dead then with another woman. I did not know if I could trust her. She had gotten me into this mess and I wasn’t sure if I was ready to die. I have loved this girl with every fiber of my being, but she is royalty and I am a peasant. Now, I am standing in an ampitheatre shaking.

I looked back up at the person I loved the most, and strolled towards the right door. The crowd fell silent, but my body did not stop moving. I approached the handle; but I glanced one last look at her. She gave me a weak smile, and I swung the door open. My lungs seemed to collapse underneath of the breath of relief I took. I saw a graceful young lady who I had talked to before once. The petite girl wore a white wedding dress, with beautiful gold lace decorating it. Her face lit up and she pranced out, hugging me merrily. The amphitheatre exploded with noise.

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Bells, cheering, singing and other celebrations erupted, but I felt myself feeling angry. She never loved me! I peered into the booth she was seated in, and saw gloom and despair and jealousy hung over her hauntingly pale face. She stood up and suddenly bolted off. The young lady who I was going to be wed to kept grabbing onto me. The priest made his way down to the arena. All of these events seemed to be happening in a blur; I was standing still. My heart ached for my love. She chose my happiness over her own. The feelings of anger I had slipped away nd I began to search around for her. As I started to walk away, the arena hushed to silence and the ceremony was to begin. My ‘prize’ hung onto my arm and dragged me over to the priest. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God, and in the face of this company, to join together this Man and this Woman in holy Matrimony; which is an honourable estate, instituted of God–” The old priest joyfully recited the traditional wedding vows. I felt weak standing there letting the girl who chose my life over her own watch this. I anted to leave; I wanted to find her and escape with her. My body however would not shift from the erect stand I held in my own nervousness. What was she thinking? Why did she let me live? “Wilt thou have this Man to thy wedded husband, to live together after God’s ordinance in the holy estate of Matrimony? ” The priest looked into the girls eyes and confidently she announced yes. He turned to me; “Wilt thou have this Woman to thy wedded wife, to live together after God’s ordinance in the holy estate of Matrimony? ” The priest stared at me after repeating the question.

I looked around one more time for my princess lover. All I wanted was to see her. I needed to know where she had gone off to after I opened the door. Then all at once I saw her. She was running to the door with the tiger in it! The entire theater noticed her also. The love of my life was crying and screaming, bounding towards the iron door holding the beast! All of the people in the arena yelled in horror; for they too could be attacked by the tiger. I broke free from the wedding and galloped towards the princess. She saw me and did not stop. “Please don’t do this! I shouted out to my princess, but she grabbed the door and swung it open with confidence; much like I did. The tiger stalked out of its cage and my lover, with tears in her eyes told me she was sorry in a final scream. The beast lashed out at my lovers chest, making her stumble backwards. The fight between my petite princess and the tiger had started. How long would she suffer? She was no match for this animal. With its strong hind legs, It pounced and threw her on the ground. Everyone screamed and tried to escape the arena. I walked closer in shock towards the animal.

I felt my knees give in as I watched in despair. The tiger continued to attack my princess. It latched onto her neck and punctured her windpipe. I saw her trying to gasp for air but none came to her. The beast’s claws dug deeply into the side of the woman as her blood began to cover the ground. Pieces of flesh were thrown across the arena from the tigers strong jaw. The ripping and tearing of tissue and entrails could be heard. The crowd was now in a panic and since everyone was trying to escape at the same time fights broke out. The arena was chaos!

The king looked at what was happening and instead of helping, he too turned away and fled like his daughter had. I couldn’t watch any longer either.. All emotion had been stripped away from me. I felt myself moving towards the tiger, awaiting the animals claws. I wanted to join my princess in the afterlife. The tiger saw me and tossed her body off to the side. Longing for a new, lively prey it began to make its grand leap through the air onto my body. I heard the young maiden I was supposed to marry scream, and I welcomed the tiger with open arms.