He turned, and with firm and rapid steps he walked across the empty space. Every heart stopped beating, every breath was held, every eye was fixed immovably upon that man. Without the slightest hesitation, he went to the door on the right, and opened it. Every head was fixed on the prince in amazement, for the tiger had approached him without savageness.
Instead, the tiger laid his body in the tawny grit and stretched his massive, striped body across the foot of the peasant. The peasant was as unaware of these sercomstances as the dumb-founded citizens in the oval arena were. Silence had surged over the people, for no one had ever seen a sight such as this. What were they to think of a man found guilty by their justice system and yet, not be punished for his crime? At this sight the air seemed to have turned to a thick fog holding a ghastly aura that stuck to the people’s souls.
Not one person dared to even make a rustle of a sound before the peasant in the arena reacted. After the peasant’s disbelief had faded he became aware of that his princess, the powerful woman with the idealistic understanding of faithfulness, had just failed him. He turned toward the seat of where his love was found. “My life has been lived for the passion that the sound of your melodious voice filled me with.
The devotion in which I had for your love was eternal. The on lookers today have witnessed your verified devotion to me. Your semi barbaric half has over come you with such jealousy that you would rather see me be savagely devoured by the jaws of this beast then see me with a wife which would merely test the bonds of our relationship. You have failed my test in utter most devastation.” The swelled eyes of the princess could not stay in the realms of her lids.
... and principles such as the Twelve Articles of the Swabian Peasants turned to pillage throughout the German States of the Holy ... things to how they were, including exacting punishment against the peasants to demonstrate that the nobility had greater power (Doc. ... 12). Historically, the peasant revolts demonstrate that oppressed people can organize for change. But ...
Her usually pale cheeks had flustered to a raw crimson as the tears streamed down her face. She was still by the enthralling truth in which she had been provoked by. “How can I be blamed for this outcome.” Her voice was raspy as it projected through the people’s ears. ” My love for you is great and the sight of you agreeably with another woman would shatter my desire to live.
Would you not do the same if I were in your situation?” The peasant calmed himself from the rage that had momentarily ruled him. “No, my princess, I would have not. For just the living presence of you would have satisfied my empty heart.” With that statement the peasant seemed to have grown a grin on his face. He rubbed the bristles that had emerged out of his face from what seemed like the excitement. He didn’t even notice the armored soldier that had come to release him to his innocence. The noble peasant simply tilted his head to his princess for the pride that he now wore..