Merryweather quickly goes to the babies crib to give her gift, she softens the curse so instead of death Briar would fall to an ageless sleep that can only be cured by true love’s kiss
yepppppppp-15 years lator-
It was Briar's birthday and the fairies had sent him out rather forcefully this morning, sending him off into the woods with some sort of flimsy excuse like picking berries...he found it suspicious but he didn't mind so much, his aunties were good people and he loved them a lot. He wanted for nothing and he really couldn't complain-he didn't want to-although...he was lonely. Of course he had the woodland creatures, and they tried they're best to keep him company but they couldn't exactly understand each other. He just-wanted someone his own age to talk to...foolish as that may seem.
(Also I remade him)
