In the case of our fair maiden, we have overlooked two very crucial aspects to that myth.

I know how to please this fair maiden of mine.

Whoever arrives first receives a kiss from the fair maiden.

The next dragon they met might not have a neurotic fear of fair maidens.

The fair maiden started, turned paler, and then red as the Christmas fire.

Shouldn't there be some way to meet a fair maiden without having to climb up her hair?

Well, Wuntvor thought, one should never argue with a fair maiden.

Come all you young fellows who live by the sea, Kiss a fair maiden and then follow me.

And they could delight in the successful rescue of a fair maiden.

Ready to do or die for the fair maiden.