Flora:
[to Aurora, seating her before a mirror]
And now dear, if you'll just sit here. This one last gift, dear child, for thee.
[she, Fauna, and Merryweather magically conjure up a crown]
Flora:
The symbol of thy royalty.
[as she ceremoniously places the crown on Aurora's head]
Flora:
A crown to wear in grace and beauty; as is thy right, and royal duty.
[Aurora puts her head in her arms and weeps]
Fauna:
[comfortingly]
Now, dear...
Flora:
Come. Let her have a few moments alone.
[they walk out]
Merryweather:
It's that boy she met.
Fauna:
Whatever are we going to do?
[back in the room, the fire goes out and a hovering green flame appears; Aurora rises, entranced, and begins walking toward it to eerie music]
Merryweather:
[irked]
Ooh, I don't see why she has to marry any old... *prince*!
Fauna:
Now, that's not for us to decide, dear.
[Aurora continues to follow the flame; a doorway appears in the fireplace]
Fauna:
[to Flora]
Maybe we *should* tell King Stefan about the boy.
Merryweather:
Well, why don't we?
Flora:
[listening at the door]
Listen!
[gasps]
Flora:
Maleficent! Rose!
[they rush in]
Flora, Fauna:
Rose!
[they gasp, seeing Aurora step through the doorway in the fireplace]
Fauna:
Oh, why did we leave her alone? Rose!
Flora, Fauna, Merryweather:
[they rush towards the doorway; it vanishes]
Rose!
