“The most fruitful and natural exercise for our minds is, in my opinion, conversation.”
Michel de Montaigne
As Philip lit a fire with some tree branches and dry leaves, Aurora felt she needed to engage in some kind of conversation with the man who had just saved her. It felt only natural and reasonable to do so. Besides, she knew Philip was the love of her life...maybe as they talked and spent time with each other, the flame of love would be rekindled.
'Philip...you haven't told me much about what happened after I was put to sleep,' said Aurora in a low, hesitant tone.
Philip was paralyzed by these words. He had been trying to avoid this matter ever since he had kissed her and woke her up. It was evident he would have to talk to her eventually, but he never thought it would happen so soon.
He had just managed to lit a fire, so he asked her princess to sit next to him and as he stared at the flame, he told her what he knew.
'Aurora you must understand that it has been five years since Maleficent cursed you. Some curses are more dangerous than others...and the sleeping curse is one fo the most powerful of all.'
'You don't have to tell me that...I haven't been sleeping peacefully at all these last five years,' interrupted Aurora.
'I cannot imagine what you have been through, but Maleficent's curse also affected some people of the kingdom...'
'What do you mean?' asked Aurora in a halt.
'Please, calm down. Everything can and will be reverted now that you have been awakened. Time is a treacherous thing, but we have started the journey back to restoration.'
'Please, please tell me what I know you're hiding from me...,' begged Aurora in tears.
Philip embraced her and held her in his arms for some seconds until he finally spoke.
'The curse affected your parents, the fairy godmothers and some people from the court. They, too, were put to sleep..."
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