fortunes, for all round him were chained
Princes and Princesses, whom the giant had led captive. Indeed, it was
his chief delight to create a storm, in order to add to the list of
his prisoners.

As his hands were fastened, it was impossible for the Prince of the
Golden Isle to make use of his magic stone, and he passed his nights
and days dreaming of Rosalie. But at last the time came when the giant
took it into his head to amuse himself by arranging fights between
some of his captives. Lots were drawn, and one fell upon our Prince,
whose chains were immediately loosened. The moment he was set free, he
snatched up his stone, and became invisible.

The astonishment of the giant at the sudden disappearance of the
Prince may well be imagined. He ordered all the passages to be
watched, but it was too late, for the Prince had already glided
between two rocks. He wandered for a long while through the forests,
where he met nothing but fearful monsters; he climbed rock after rock,
steered his way from tree to tree, till at length he arrived at the
edge of the sea, at the foot of a mountain that he remembered to have
seen in the cabinet of the present, where Rosalie was held captive.

Filled with joy, he made his way to the top of the mountain which
pierced the clouds, and there he found a palace. He entered, and in
the middle of a long gallery he discovered a crystal room, in the
midst of which sat Rosalie, guarded night and day by genii. There was
no door anywhere, nor any window. At this sight the Prince became more
puzzled than ever, for he did not know how he was to warn Rosalie of
his return. Yet it broke his heart to see her weeping from dawn till
dark.

One day, as Rosalie was walking up and down her room, she was
surprised to see that the crystal which served for a wall had grown
cloudy, as if some one had breathed on it, and, what was more,
wherever she moved the brightness of the crystal always became
clouded. This was enough to cause the Princess to suspect that her
lover had returned. In order to set the Prince of the Air's mind at
rest she began by being very gracious to him, so that when she begged
that her captivity might be a little lightened she should not be
refused. At first the only favour she asked was to be allowed to walk
for one hour every day up and down the long gallery. This was granted,
and the Invisible Prince speedily took the opportunity of handing her
the stone, which she at once slipped in