After hundreds upon hundreds of years had passed, the son of a king arrived at the castle. The thorny thicket parted almost unbidden under his sword, granting the prince safe passage into the castle's halls. There, the very flies were fast asleep on the walls, along with the king, queen, and the rest of the royal household in their chambers. It was in the tower that the prince finally found Sleeping Beauty – so fair and lovely that he could not help but kiss her...