"It's true, sir Knight! The evil Queen once tried to feed me with an apple that was laced with poison. It would put me to sleep for an eternity! Imagine the horror!"
The White Canzer then stretched her arm and showed her blemish-free snowy white skin to the Huntsman. "I wouldn't be able to bask in the sunlight. I wouldn't be able to hear the birds sing with music. And most of all, the world and the royal kingdom would be deprived of my beauty. It is a sin worthy of treason."
The Huntsman, still regaining a little bit of logical reasoning in his mind, asked why.
"Does the Queen have a worthy reason for doing so? Have you committed a crime?"
Of course, the White Canzer vehemently shook her head.
"No, sir knight. I am an honorable princess brought up with the highest of standards. You will not see a speck of blemish on my record."
"Then why would she do that?"