King Thrushbeard disguised himself as a poor minstrel and married a mean princess. He hoped she’d learn kindness.
Mildred, the castle’s matriarch mouse disapproved. “This girl’s been spoiled, spoiled, spoiled.”
“Not so. She fed my grandbabies from her plate,” said the attic mouse.
It took time, but living a simple life with a person who loved her inspired humility. She recognized how much we need others and wanted to help, not hurt. She found joy in small acts of caring.
When the minstrel revealed that he was the King and she his Queen, the princess was worthy of the honor.