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“Maharaj ! From to-day you are the King of this land, the protector of the subjects of Kanchanpur. The five holy things have declared you as the King of this land, according to our custom. We now pray to you to adorn our vacant chrone."
Amarsen looked all around. He could not see Vayarsen anywhere. Owing to the separation from his brother Amarsen was mentally upset. He said to the ministers :
“What sort of an irony this is ? On the one hand I secured a kingdom. On the other hand my breathing-throbing, living kingdom has gone away from me to some unknown place. Of what use is this kingdom to me without my brother ?”
The chief minister consoled him and said :
"Maharaj ! Leave aside all anxiety. We shall send our service-man and find out your brother. We assure you that he will definitely be found out."
