Once upon a time there lived a King and his Queen. One day a little daughter was born to the Queen, and everyone rejoiced. The Queen herself wrote the invitations for the christening feast. But in her ecstasy she forgot an old witch.
Now a son was born to the witch at the same time Princess Olga was born. As the old flag received no invitation, she resolved to go anyhow. So that is how the merry guests at the feast suddenly heard a rumbling sound, and in the window flew the black fairy. "The fair Olga shall be stolen by my son, the troll," screamed she.
How unhappy everyone was! But it came true. The princess was stolen on her eighteenth birthday by the troll. In vain they wept. At last the King promised Olga's hand in marriage to her deliverer.
Many, many men tried, but all failed. At last there arrived one Prince Milan. With his trusty sword and never-tiring steed he cut his way through magic barriers placed by the troll.
At last he dashed through a wall of fire, and rescued the beautiful princess. Now, the troll was away hunting, but soon he returned, and discovered their disappearance. So he set out in pursuit.
For miles and miles they traveled thus. But at last Milan and Olga crossed the line ending the troll's domain.
The  Griatt was now in a tempest. With his huge foot he kicked, and huge lumps of loosened soil, he noticed. 