Once upon a time a fair princess picked a rose for her young and romantic boyfriend, who one day would become prince. The princess took the primary pink rose to her royal, silk bedroom and lay it a glass case. She took to her bed for the night. At night she heard a voice calling her name. She believed it was a dream but in true honestly, a small and gentle sprite was whispering in her ear : Do not take the roses from the bush, if you do, you must be prepared to give something back to us in exchange.
When the princess woke up the next morning to find the pink rose wilted and dry in the glass case she looked at it forlorn. She immediately set off back to the rose bush and took a white rose from the bush which crippled in her hand as if she had been holding it for a long time. She then took a red rose seemingly but then she remembered the words she thought had been a dream.
Later that day it was reported that the handsome prince had been involved in an accident, not to live. The princess then caught the end of what the sprite had said so peacefully. If you steal from the rose bush we shall trade you something in exchange. The princess knew she could not turn back her evil actions now but she fled out of her kingdom, never to be seen again.