I am reminded of a song from a book, relating a version of Sleeping Beauty, when the last fairy comes and says You have not given this baby any actual gifts. Beauty, a pleasant singing voice etc are for *others* so that they will love her. But my gift [of enchanted sleep with marvelous dreams] is for her and her alone.

The song is a lament: I am the one called Sleeping Beauty / I never answer to that name / for I am a slave to love and duty / it was the kiss that brought the chain.

Basically the prince's kiss "for which I did not ask" woke her to pain and childbirth and other earthly sorrows, ah if only she could have stayed in her gifted sleep.