"M-Maybe....."
He reached his cottage and slammed the door open, shaken up as his aunts looked up from what they were doing, startled
"W-Why didn't you tell me!?"
They all looked at each other confused. Merry says, "Tell you what, darling?"
"W-Why didn't you tell me about the prince!?"
". . . Well . . . Sit down . . .it's a long story."
"..."
Briar hesitated before sitting down
". . . Sixteen years ago . . . The kingdom was celebrati g your birth. When Maleficent arrived. She cursed you so that on your 16th birthday . . You would pick your finger on a wheel . . ." (Forgot the name of the wheel)
"...."
He looked at his aunts, wide eyed
" Is everything OK Briar?"
"T-Then I'm.....the lost prince......."
"Yes . . . But you can't return to your kingdom. We don't know if the curse is real or not.. so we will wait until you are seventeen.
