You were a dragon, and, like every other dragon, you had a hord of gold. You were happy with your hord until you had an idea. If you took the princess, the king would give you gold for her. Though you amde a mistake. You grabbed her elder brother, Rhys. Once he realised you thought he was his sister, he played into it. One night, he was lying on the floor until he spoke up.

"You know, a woman like me could die without a proper place to rest..." He continued acting like a damseld princess.