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## The Eighth and Ninetieth Chapter
Then, seeing the river Jahnavi, as if obstructed by great knowledge, and the army transformed into a circle, with Vajrajangha mounted on an elephant, he asked the nearby men, "Why are you standing like this? Who has obstructed your journey? Why are you all distressed?"
As the men inquired about the reason for the army's halt, following tradition, the king heard a sound of weeping. He, who had toiled in all the signs, said, "The sound of weeping, so beautiful, belongs to a woman who is pregnant, radiant like the heart of lightning, virtuous, and unparalleled. Surely, she must be the wife of a great man."
"Oh, God! How can there be doubt in your words? You have witnessed many wondrous things before."
While this conversation continued between the servants and the king Vajrajangha, some brave men went forward and approached Sita. They asked, "Oh, Goddess! Who are you in this desolate forest? Why are you lamenting this unbearable sorrow?"
"In this world, we do not see auspicious forms like yours. Are you a goddess? Or some other supreme creation?"
"If you possess such a pure and unburdened body, then this sorrow of yours is completely incomprehensible. Tell us, oh, auspicious one, if this is something worth telling, for we are very curious. Perhaps, by knowing the reason, your sorrow may end."
Then, seeing those men, radiant with the light of various weapons, Sita, whose entire world had been plunged into darkness by great sorrow, trembled violently from fear. Her eyes became restless, and she was ready to give them her ornaments.
Then, those men, bewildered and frightened, said again, "Oh, Goddess! Abandon your fear and sorrow, and take refuge in courage."