This story came for comprehension in my class. I felt like that the story was awesome. I could have made some alterations or added some stuff along the way.
There once lived a semi-barbaric king. He had a beautiful daughter that was the light of his life. He loved her very dearly. Later on, when she came of age, she had an affair with one of the courtiers. He was young, tall, handsome and brave. Their clandestine love affair had been been going on for 6 months, until the king discovered its existence. The furious semi-barbaric king sent him to the dungeons till the day of trial. When the day of trial arrived, it was held in a big arena which accommodated people from different parts of the kingdom awaiting to see the final decision. The procedure was that the youth would confront two doors. He would choose one of them which would ultimately choose his fate. Inside one of the doors was a peckish lion which could chow down any flesh that was presented before it. The other was a beautiful woman in a bikini. If he had chosen the beautiful woman, he was granted the permission to make her his bride, albeit if he chose the one with the craving lion, he would have to brawl with it. The king and the other courtiers were sitting in the tallest tower overlooking the arena. The daughter, who was sitting beside the king, was still in love with the young man. However, she knew who the lady behind the door was. She was the most beautiful woman in the court and resented her very much. The youth entered the arena through a small door in the side. In those times, it was accustomed to bow before the king before performing any heroic acts. He did not bow. He was constantly looking at the beautiful daughter seated right of the king. The king and the courtiers along with the daughter knew behind which door crouched the lion and which door stood the lady. While the young man and the daughter exchanged eye contact, the daughter raised her hand and with a quick flick of wrist pointed right. No one else witnessed the movement. As the young courtier moved towards the door, every eye was fixed on him, every breath was held and the arena was filled with silence. Without any hesitation, the man went and opened the right door.
This story was actually written by Frank Stockton.
There once lived a semi-barbaric king. He had a beautiful daughter that was the light of his life. He loved her very dearly. Later on, when she came of age, she had an affair with one of the courtiers. He was young, tall, handsome and brave. Their clandestine love affair had been been going on for 6 months, until the king discovered its existence. The furious semi-barbaric king sent him to the dungeons till the day of trial. When the day of trial arrived, it was held in a big arena which accommodated people from different parts of the kingdom awaiting to see the final decision. The procedure was that the youth would confront two doors. He would choose one of them which would ultimately choose his fate. Inside one of the doors was a peckish lion which could chow down any flesh that was presented before it. The other was a beautiful woman in a bikini. If he had chosen the beautiful woman, he was granted the permission to make her his bride, albeit if he chose the one with the craving lion, he would have to brawl with it. The king and the other courtiers were sitting in the tallest tower overlooking the arena. The daughter, who was sitting beside the king, was still in love with the young man. However, she knew who the lady behind the door was. She was the most beautiful woman in the court and resented her very much. The youth entered the arena through a small door in the side. In those times, it was accustomed to bow before the king before performing any heroic acts. He did not bow. He was constantly looking at the beautiful daughter seated right of the king. The king and the courtiers along with the daughter knew behind which door crouched the lion and which door stood the lady. While the young man and the daughter exchanged eye contact, the daughter raised her hand and with a quick flick of wrist pointed right. No one else witnessed the movement. As the young courtier moved towards the door, every eye was fixed on him, every breath was held and the arena was filled with silence. Without any hesitation, the man went and opened the right door.
This story was actually written by Frank Stockton.
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