"Hm...oh, but I don't think you can stop me..."
She raised her staff up, green energy swirling around her
"...The prince will be beautiful and virtuous it's true...but-before the sun sets on his 16th birthday, he shall prick his finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel, and die!"
With her spell cast, she let out an evil cackle, before disappearing with a swirl of her long black cape