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## The Third Chapter
There, in the assembly hall, he stood, his body perfectly composed, adorned with all ornaments, and entered the grand hall. ||1|| He was accompanied by his ministers, who had been ushered in by the doorkeepers, their fine garments torn by the clash of their armlets, their heads adorned with garlands that were being buzzed over by bees, their feet touching the ground, covered by the rays of their anklets, their bodies enveloped in the radiance of their swaying necklaces, their minds captivated by the multitude of the king's virtues. ||2-4||
Then, followed by those ministers, mounted on their noble steeds, the king, Śreṇika, ascended the grand elephant, whose back was adorned with a beautiful howdah, and proceeded towards the assembly of the Jina, Śrī Vardhamāna. ||5||
A group of attendants, with swords in their hands, daggers at their waists, and golden bracelets on their left arms, leaped far into the sky, following the wind like a herd of deer, and shouted, "Go, go, clear the path, move aside, why are you standing there?" ||6-8||
The king, listening intently to the auspicious words recited by the people who were bowing before him, with a calm mind, proceeded forward. ||9||
He reached the place where the venerable Gautama was seated, surrounded by many monks, his consciousness purified by bathing in the waters of all scriptures, absorbed in pure meditation, devoted to the exposition of the truth, seated on a peacock-shaped seat, comfortable and endowed with powers, his radiance like that of the moon, his brilliance like that of the sun, his hands and feet like the leaves of the Ashoka tree. ||10-12||