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"Shame on his manhood !” exclaimed the enraged Mahanama, “such cravens are unfit to rule! What could be more dishonourable than deserting his people in this hour of peril."
The conquering Viddubha stormed the fort, made a triumphant entry into the town, rejoicing at the opportunity he now had to wreak vengeance on the people for the treachery and arrogance of their monarchs. He granted his soldiers freedom to plunder the town unscrupulously and to put to the sword anyone who dared to defy them.
Cries of weeping and wailing, screams of terror rent the air—and, Mahanama's heart. What could he do to stop these inhuman atrocities? He thought of a way in which he might wield some influence over the ruthless conqueror.
With the respect that his name commanded, he had himself ushered into the presence of Viddubha. Seated before the Raja he asked, “My Lord, do you recognise me?
The Raja, despite his reputation for fierceness, replied courteously,: “Mahanama, who would not know you? You are the most eminent citizen of Kapilvastu, respected even beyond your kingdom for your knowledge and wisdom, your courtesy and culture, and I share their respect for you.”
“I don't mean that, My Lord; I have not come here to trade my prestige. But, I am asking you,
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