One of them has to break,” the queen said to the princess. “Only then can it begin.”<br /><br />“I know,” the princess said softly. ”But the prince isn't ready. It has to be her.”<br /><br />“Then you understand what I am asking of you?”<br /><br />The princess looked up, toward the shaft of moonlight spilling into the tomb. When she looked back at the ancient queen, her eyes were bright. “Yes.”<br /><br />“Then do what needs to be done.”<br /><br />The princess nodded and walked out of the tomb. She paused on the threshold, the darkness beyond beckoning to her, and turned back to the queen. “She won't understand. And when she goes over the edge, there will be nothing to pull her back.”<br /><br />“She will find her way back. She always does.”<br /><br />Tears formed, but the princess blinked them away. “For all our sakes, I hope you're right.