Maleficent lifted her staff to Aurora's pale brow, the gem touching her forehead, leaving a white blossom and pale pink flowers to bloom in its wake, a tiara pendant to encircle her precious head in thin golden vines. Aurora lifted her fingers cautiously, in such awe, to her new adornment, and asked, "What does it do?" Maleficent looked at her curiously for a moment, stood on the misty Moors path. "Nothing, little one. You have sense and intelligence enough." Aurora grinned, gifting her a kiss.