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JAIN RAMAYAN
"Come on. Frst, let us go to the palace. There we can talk about everything at leisure” said Dasarath in a serene voice, making Shubhmati sit by his side in his chariot. Kaikavi a sat beside her father. The chariot went speeding towards the city. The commander followed them having put Harivahan and others in wooden cages. The people of the city showered flowers and scent over Dasarath and began dancing on the roads in joy and jubilation.
After having taken a bath, King Shubhmati, King Dasarath and King Janak dined together. By then, the courtyard of the palace had been sprinkled with scented water. Fragrant flowers were strewn upon it; and three thrones had been placed there. Behind the thrones, there were some seats of state. Shubhmati, Dasarath and Janak sat on the thrones. Kaikayi accompanied by her mother, the members of the royal family and other women sat in the seats of state. The courtyard was filled with the ministers, the state officials and the leading merchants of the city.
"Dear King! First of all, I seek your pardon because on account of me, all of you had to face unnecessary trouble”. Dasarath said commencing a conversation.
“We will pardon you only when you satisfy our curiosity regarding your identity which has caused this trouble to us!”
King Shubhmati said this in a serious tone. But his question pleased all those who had gathered there and cheerfulness appeared in the faces of all people.
“We have no objection to the King of Mithila's explaining your identity".
"Surely, I will”.
For a few moments, Dasarath and Janak looked at each other and laughed.
"He is the great hero, King Dasarath of Ayodhya”.
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