He ran into every room and at last came to a beautiful chamber where he found a princess as fair as the morning.
“Have you come to save me?” asked the princess.
Mansur bowed and laid his sword at her feet saying, “Command me, fair lady, and I obey.”
“O, take me to my father, King Fortune,” said the princess. “The wicked giant who lives in this castle brought me here, and every year my father has to pay him with bags of gold or the monster will kill me.”
“He will never harm thee more,” said Mansur. “Come, fair princess,” and he led her to his white charger that bore them safely to her father.
King Fortune rejoiced to see his daughter. When he heard that the three terrible giants were dead he praised Mansur for the bravest knight in the world. King Fortune sent his men to the giant’s castle and they got all the treasure. But he gave Mansur all the gold that he wanted, and, what was far more precious, his beautiful daughter.
Mansur thanked King Fortune and said, “Now I am satisfied. I have traveled and seen the world, so I will return to my own country with thee, my beautiful princess.”
“And o’er the hills and far away
Beyond their utmost purple rim,
Beyond the night, across the day,