When the queen had given birth to you the king and kingdom were overjoyed with the news. The king announced a great feast to celebrate. He invited all his friends and kinsmen, as well as all the nobles and members of the court. The queen invited the fairies so that they might bestow gifts onto the new princess, but they only had six gold plates and there were seven fairies, so one had to be left out. One by one, the fairies presented their gifts to you. Beauty, intelligence and wit, and gracefulness were your gifts from three of the fairies, the fourth said you would dance perfectly, the fifth said you will sing flawlessly and the sixth declared you would play all kinds of music perfectly. The room darkened and the once perfect weather turned dark and gloomy when the seventh angry fairy appeared. Determined to have her revenge, she promised that in your sixteenth year you would prick your finger on the spindle and would fall into a deep sleep, and only true loves kiss could wake you. Your father, desperate to save you, issued a decree that all spindles be banned and destroyed from the kingdom. But alas, one was left behind and forgotten until you stumbled upon it on your sixteenth birthday, and upon pricking your finger, you fell into a deep sleep. Prince’s would come from across the land to try to break the curse, but none did. Three years later, The prince of his kingdom, Noriaki Kakyoin, came to the kingdom on business. He stumbled into your quarters on accident, and just when he was about to leave he looked over at the bed, and there he saw the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. Trembling, as if he were in a trance, Noriaki approached the bed and knelt beside you. He gazed at your lovely face for a few moments before leaning in and placing a soft and gentle kiss on your lips. He pulled away after, his lavender eyes travelling across your features as if he were memorizing them, his hand gently caressing your face. “Princess?” He spoke gently.