Once upon a time, there was a princess.  Though she was always playing with the boys, she really wasn't boyish.  She was beautiful, the most beautiful in the land.  Everyone noticed, but nobody ever said anything.  None of the boys ever told her they loved her because she was just too good.  Sadly, she only thought they believed her to be ugly.  Nobody seemed to appreciate her, so she became more and more rough.  When her body was too different in places, she couldn't do that anymore.  Instead, she became a very bold person and tried to scare everyone.  She wanted to seem strong, even if she was weak.  One day, when she was an adult and had moved out, a wandering warrior happened upon her working in her herb garden.  He was so struck by her beauty that he could hardly stand, so he leaned against a rock, hoping to get his balance.  He never really caught it again, though, and she worked for several hours without seeing him leaning there.  When she got up, though, she noticed him.  She rushed over to help him an brought him inside, unaware that her sheer amazingness was what was weakening him.