Twelfth good fairy.

When the wicked fairy had left,the queen began to weep with fear and misery.

"What can we do ?" she cried.

Then the twelfth good fairy stepped up to the cradle. She had not yet given her gift to the baby princess.

"I cannot undo this terrible spell completely," She said, "but I can help. This is my gift for the baby. On her sixteenth birthday the princess will prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel. But she will not die. Instead, she will sleep for a hundred years."

And so the last fairy cast her spell. But the day that had started so happily still ended with sadness for everybody.