As the Prince was entering the boudoir this cousin, making out that he was unconscious of the husband's approach, took the Princess in his arms and kissed her.

The Prince was too far away to see the horror in his wife's face.

He believed her to be acquiescent.

That night he accused her.

Her denials were in vain.
He confronted her with his cousin, who swore before the immortal God himself that the Princess had lain willing in his arms.