To make a long story short, a witch cursed the princess of the kingdom when she was born to prick her finger on a spinning wheel and die by the eve of her seventeenth birthday. We - I, my 'sister', and my 'sister's' boyfriend - were hiding that princess from said witch, and we thought she wouldn't expect us to not use our powers for all those years.

It was the day of her seventeenth birthday, so I wasn't willing to mess everything up by telling you. You could have been a spy, after all.