mong the shrouded darkness of the door, laid two glowing eyes of yellow. He looked at the princess one last time. His eyes shot the question, “Why?” The Princess responded with a simple, “Her.” Then the tiger jumped out. Unlike everyone else, he put his hands up with valor. Even so, it could not change the result. The Roman tiger jumped on the youth and began to shred him into too many pieces to count. Everyone second her heart raced. Oh how it was worse than all the nightmares combined! Had she made the right choice though? Her semi-barbaric heart had decided the answer. For days, she had stayed up, pondering up reasons for right or for left. But it had been the previous night that she finally decided on the answer. Only she could have him,
