Flora placed the tiara on my head and I looked at myself in the mirror. My heart ached and I put my head on my arms and cried.

"Let's leave her alone for a bit," said Flora. They all left and closed the door behind them.

My stranger was probably so confused to see that I wasn't there. I was never going to see him again. I would rather be alone than not be with him. But I was engaged to some Prince who I had never met before.

The fire in the fireplace went out and it was dark in the room. Suddenly a green light shone. I looked up and saw a mysterious green orb in the fireplace.

I dried my tears and raised an eyebrow at it.

"What are you?" I asked it.

Come Aurora, follow me.

I stood and my cloak fell off. I reached a hand out and tried to touch the orb but it moved into the wall.

Suddenly the wall of the fireplace vanished.

Follow me Aurora. I will grant you a wish. You don't want to be a Princess do you? You want to be with your true love? I can help you.

"Really?" I asked it.

Of course. Follow me.

I followed the glowing green orb into the fireplace.

"Rose!" I heard Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather cry.

I hesitated. They don't understand. I loved them, but I wanted to be happy. I can't be happy without my true love.

I continued to follow the orb. It led me up some stairs. I reached a hand out to it to see if I could touch it. It always bounced out of my grip whenever I tried to grab it.

"Rose, where are you?" yelled the fairies.

They don't understand you child. Keep following. We are almost there. You will be happy and free to love whomever you want.

"I want to be happy. But that includes them too. I just want everyone to be happy. I want things to be the way they were. When I wasn't a Princess," I said.

Then keep following Aurora.

The orb led me to a room. Then it shifted into a strange looking instrument. It had a spinning wheel and a large needle that gleamed at the top of it.

"Rose! Don't touch anything!" yelled Merryweather.

I blinked a few times and backed away from the strange contraption.

"Touch the spindle." And all your dreams will come true.

I reached my hand out to the sharp needle. I hesitated again.

"Touch it I say!"

I pressed my finger down onto the needle.

I picked my finger up and looked at the red blood coming out of my finger. Suddenly I felt myself becoming more and more dizzy. Then my eyesight went black and I fell to the ground.