The Princess was feeling very strange talking to a flower, but she asked, "So why do all the townspeople come to see you instead of me?" "I don't know," said the Lotus Flower in that tiny soft voice, almost a whisper in the Princess's mind. "Hmm," thought the Princess, "well...if you do not try to be beautiful and you do not know why they all come to see you...then what do you try to be and what do you know?" asked the Princess.