The princess had thought for the longest time that she was the only one on her journey, that she was all by herself and could do it all. She was wrong. She had learned that she was actually one of the 7 sisters. The sisters would cease to exist, they had all figured out what they needed to figure out and were now helping their final sister. The others were big jokers, that had learned from the eldest, the princess.

They had always been watching her. They were in the stars, they taught her how to sing, when she could not take care of herself, they came in and healed her wounds. They all had a ton riding on this seventh sister, without her story being taken to the end, none of them could move on. The princess' life was not only about her life, there were six others she was directly impacting.

She was just as tired as all of them. She knew this life would be her last, their last. It would be a long rich one, but they had all existed for endless generations and they were simply tired. Left to her own devices, the princess would likely do another round, but she knew that it was no longer about her. She had a family she cared for too deeply, that loved her eternally, and she was too tired to continue on the cycles.

She began to trust the stars, knowing that she had never been alone. She knew the stars were taking care of her now, there was not much she had to do as far as battles and fighting. She could retire her sword. Her fierce spirit or strength would not retire, but her new weapon and protection were her six sisters in the sky. They would be damned if anything so much as tried to hurt the eldest of them all.

When she slept that night, her sisters in the stars showed her just how beautiful her life would be from now on. The princess was a tired being, and she was glad to get some rest.