The magician of the fairy tale world

The scene in the mirror continues to play.

The most interesting thing for little Princess Aurora is to listen to the learned magician Rhine and other scholars turn the pages of books and tell stories about the outside world every night before going to bed.

Whenever a bedtime story ends and the lights are turned off, the little princess will look out through the window at the shining stars.

Will falling down the rabbit hole really lead to a paradise?

Are there really mermaids deep in the ocean?

Is the Giant's Castle above the clouds a legend or a reality?

"Father, Queen, as long as I wait until my 15th birthday, the curse will be lifted and I can go to the outside world, right?"

Beside the pillow, the girl's jewel-like eyes were full of hope.

This was a promise she had received since she could remember.

"Tomorrow is my birthday!"

There was undisguised excitement in Aurora's tone.

That was the day she had been waiting for for thousands of days and nights since she was born!

"Father, Queen, and Mr. Magician Rhine, thank you."

"The curse will be lifted after my birthday tomorrow!"

"After that, I want to go out and take a look! I have so many things I want to see and so many places I want to go. I want to see if what is said in the books is true..."

The image in the mirror is frozen in the girl's smile with endless longing for the future.

The scene then shifts to the next shot.

Aurora is celebrating her 15th birthday.

When the old king saw this scene, the stone hanging in his heart slowly dropped.

It seemed that his precautions were indeed effective.

As long as the entire kingdom's spindles are collected and the princess is imprisoned, theoretically eliminating the possibility of Aurora coming into contact with the spindles, the prophecy can be prevented from coming true!

"Although I imprisoned my daughter for more than ten years and confiscated spindles across the country and caused dissatisfaction, it was completely worth it!"

The old monarch's white beard trembled.

Seeing the old king's excited look, Rhine sighed softly and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The old king is still too young!

How could the so-called prophecy be avoided in such a simple way.

In many myths and fairy tales, all attempts to use human power to resist prophecies only end up making the prophecies self-fulfilling.

"His Majesty……"

On the contrary, the expressions of the several witches were far less relaxed than the king's.

They are casters who truly understand magic, and can vaguely sense that something is not going to happen.

The next second, the picture in the mirror suddenly changed.

After the birthday celebration ended, before the clock struck midnight, the little princess still obeyed the prohibition for the last half hour and wandered around the palace, wandering through the large and small rooms that she had seen hundreds of thousands of times since she was born.

Finally, she came to an ancient palace. There is a very narrow staircase inside the palace building. At the end of the staircase is a door with a golden key inserted in the door.

"It's strange, I don't think I've been here before?"

With doubts, Aurora turned the golden key, and the door popped open.

An old woman sat inside and was busy spinning.

The princess had never seen textile tools before and asked in confusion:

"Hey! Hello, old mother! What are you doing?"

"Spinning," answered the old woman.

"This little thing is spinning, it's so interesting! Can you show it to me?"

With that said, Aurora stepped forward out of curiosity and wanted to pick up the spindle and spin the yarn.

Seeing this scene, the queen screamed loudly, stretched out her hand, and pressed it against the silver mirror in Rhine's hand:

"No, don't! Daughter, don't get close to that thing!"

The old king also looked pale and frightened:

"Wait, no!"

But how could Aurora in the mirror hear the voices of her parents outside the mirror?

In the eyes of her parents' despair and horror, Aurora touched the spindle and immediately pricked her finger.

The spindle is not a weapon, and the blessing that "man-made and natural weapons cannot harm Aurora" is naturally invalid!

The next second, the blonde girl fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

The curse was fulfilled.

However, the blessing once offered by the magician Rhine also took effect——

The princess did not die, but fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

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The king and queen were hurrying back at this moment

As soon as they entered the hall, they fell asleep too.

The horses in the stable, the dogs in the yard, the pigeons on the roof, and the flies on the walls all fell asleep too.

Even the fire in the stove stopped burning and fell asleep; the meat on the barbecue stopped exploding; everything stopped moving and fell into a deep sleep.

The curse of sleep enveloped the entire kingdom, causing every resident of the kingdom to fall into eternal sleep.

Soon, a large hedge made of thorns grew on the kingdom's land.

Year after year, the crazy plants grew taller and thicker, until they completely covered the palace, even the roof and chimneys.

10 years have passed.

20 years have passed.

50 years have passed.

There is a legend spread about this kingdom, the legend of a beautiful sleeping princess.

Since then, many princes have come to explore, and they have tried to get through the hedge to the palace, but they have failed.

Every warrior who stepped into this cursed land was either entangled by thorns or tripped by the bushes, as if countless hands were holding them tightly and making it difficult for them to escape. They all died in pain in the end.

Outside the mirror.

The old king looked at his land ruled by thorns and thorns, becoming a cursed land that no one dared to set foot on, and he felt weak all over.

"Why?"

"Why can't the curse be stopped!"

"Why are there stairs and rooms in my palace that have never existed before? Why did a weaving grandmother appear out of thin air?"

All this is too unreasonable!

The monarch of the kingdom no longer looked like a king at this moment. He roared in disgrace and covered his face and cried.

It seemed that he had really experienced decades of time just now.

It seemed that all the disasters had already happened.