I'll struggle to make things right, even though that means being "wrong", or being perceived as "wrong". That last is the rub. The struggle for right is not always pretty, and to most "ugly" always seems wrong.
So it's a merit to her that's she's never wrong, and perhaps a demerit to me that I'll accept more abuse and rawness to learn the truth or to right something than a person should take. And she, by being "never wrong" -- a genuine Queen, the princess who was bothered by the pea -- forces me to package up myself and my communications in a pleasant way.
And when my delivery is unpleasant, even honest bad news, delivered without the greatest care, timing and gentIeness, I am held to account for that, and I should be.