The prince was nervous as he chariot approached the woman's house. He knew he was being direct showing up at her door unannounced like this, but he knew the feelings he had for her were not imaginary. He was going to finally be a man, knock on her door and personally invite her to an afternoon meal.
The prince stepped out of the chariot and awkwardly straightened his royal headgear. His entire 250-lbs body was trembling of excitement. He was one of the most powerful people on the continent, yet a simple "no" from her would reduce him into a pile of small stones.
He knocked. A simple smile and a positive answer from her, and he would know that he had triumphed. That he had been right to show up like this. He was putting it all on the line. Everyone who's anyone in court would know that he did this, and they would hear of her answer as well.
As she opened the door, the pleasant smell of her hair was intoxicating. He got himself together and politely extended his invitation. A lovely smile on her face, she said
(Not part of the puzzle. Just didn't want to leave you hanging.)
Can you guess the woman's name?