in which the reader learns about princesses
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess.
A quick note-- you may have noticed-- in once-upon times, through some unspecified phenomenon of breed, beautiful princesses tend to be either youngest daughters of a female-only litter, or have no siblings at all.
To say that as a result they tend to be doted upon would be an understatement. Beautiful princesses from the times of once-upon are roses of humanity who blossom in a unique forcefield of overlapping reasons one might be loved, or at least spoiled—irrational, sentimental or arbitrary reasons, mostly, such as: by family for being youngest; by the layman for being beautiful; by political venturers and commonfolk alike for being royalty.
But let us work with the understatement:
They tend to be doted upon.
The biological boons do not stop there. They also have the feet most dainty and the hair most flaxen; they enjoy the best blessings from their faerie godmothers over their older sisters (Save the best for last, so the adage goes, presumably writ large in the Faerie Godmother Rulebook;) they tend, the young princesses, to be innately charming, even when impolite, so as to sustain and grow their adorability.
They sing well, and often. They sometimes dance, albeit lacking the musculature to ever become really skilled at it. And aside from the arts, they have remarkable knacks for a number of fields such as embroidery, cooking, chaining flowers, looking graceful when being carried off by a dragon, screaming properly, and avoiding the dreaded Puffy-Nose when weeping.
But it is unhealthy as well as tiresome to entertain generalizations for too long, so let us move on to a singular example, the subject of our focus.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess. Her name was Ellinetta of Burgstein Berg.