As Satrājit approached from a distance, his radiance was so dazzling that the people who saw him were astonished. They hurried to report to Bhagavān Kṛṣṇa, who was at that moment playing dice, their minds filled with wonder and suspicion that perhaps the sun god himself had come to visit. With reverence, they exclaimed, “O Nārāyaṇa, salutations to you, bearer of the conch, discus, and mace! O Dāmodara, lotus-eyed Govinda, delight of the Yadus! Here comes the sun, O lord of the world, longing to see you, his fierce rays stealing the sight of men.” They speculated, “Surely the best of the gods search for your path throughout the three worlds; knowing you are hidden among the Yadus, today the unborn lord comes to see you.” Śrī Śuka continued, explaining that when the lotus-eyed Lord heard the children’s excited words, he laughed gently and clarified, “That is not the sun god, but Satrājit, shining with the jewel.” Satrājit entered his splendid house, which had been exquisitely decorated for auspiciousness, and placed the wondrous jewel in the family shrine, where it was consecrated by brāhmaṇas. This jewel was no ordinary gem: day after day, it produced eight loads of gold. Where it was worshipped, famine, calamities, snake afflictions, diseases, and misfortune could not occur. Desiring the jewel for the benefit of the kingdom, the Yadu king, Śauri (Kṛṣṇa), asked Satrājit to give it, but Satrājit, not seeking greater wealth and disregarding the request, refused. Some time later, Satrājit’s brother, Prasena, adorned the radiant jewel around his neck, mounted his horse, and rode out to hunt in the forest. There, tragedy struck—Prasena and his horse were killed by a lion, who seized the gleaming jewel and carried it into a mountain cave. But inside the cave, the lion was slain by Jāmbavat, the mighty king of the bears, who coveted the jewel for himself. Jāmbavat gave the jewel to his son as a toy to play with inside the cave. Meanwhile, Satrājit, not seeing his brother return, was overcome with grief. Rumors began to swirl among the people: “He of the jewel-necklace must have been killed by Kṛṣṇa and gone to the forest; now his brother is gone.” These whispers passed from ear to ear, and suspicion fell on Kṛṣṇa. When the Lord heard that his own name was being slandered, he resolved to clear himself. Gathering the citizens, he set out to follow the path Prasena had taken. In the forest, they found Prasena slain and his horse dead, both victims of a lion. On the mountain slope, they also found the lion, now killed by a bear. Leaving the people outside, Kṛṣṇa alone entered the dreadful cave of the king of the bears, a place shrouded in dense darkness. Within, he saw the precious jewel being used as a child’s plaything. Deciding to retrieve it, he stood waiting near the child. Suddenly, the nurse saw this unfamiliar man and cried out in fear. Her alarm reached Jāmbavat, who, enraged and not recognizing Kṛṣṇa’s true identity, rushed in to confront him. A fierce duel erupted between the two, each striving for victory, hurling weapons, stones, trees, and even fighting with their bare arms—like vultures battling over flesh. For twenty-eight days and nights, without rest, they struck each other with fists as hard as thunderbolts. At last, Jāmbavat, his limbs battered, his strength spent, and his body drenched in sweat, was overcome with astonishment. Realizing the true nature of his opponent, he spoke with reverence: “I know you are the life, vigor, strength, and power of all beings—Viṣṇu, the ancient person, the supreme lord and master. You are the creator of creators and that which exists among the created; you are Time, the lord of those who measure, the supreme Self, and the self of all selves. By your mere sidelong glance, the ocean was stirred and a bridge was built, Lanka’s fame was made to shine, and the heads of the demons fell to the earth, shattered by arrows.” Thus recognizing the Lord, Jāmbavat, king of bears, addressed Achyuta, the son of Devakī. Kṛṣṇa, the lotus-eyed, touched Jāmbavat with his hand and, in a voice deep as a cloud, spoke with utmost compassion: “O king of bears, I have come to your cave for the sake of the jewel, to clear myself of false accusation, with this very jewel.” Hearing this, Jāmbavat was overjoyed. To honor Kṛṣṇa, he gave him not only the jewel but also his own daughter, Jāmbavatī, in marriage. Meanwhile, the people who had accompanied Kṛṣṇa, seeing that he had not emerged from the cave, waited anxiously for twelve days before returning, sorrowful, to their city. When word spread that Kṛṣṇa had not returned, Devakī, the queen, along with Rukmiṇī, Vasudeva, and all their friends and relatives, were filled with grief. The citizens of Dvārakā, distressed by sorrow, cursed Satrājit, blaming him for their Lord’s disappearance. Seeking news of Kṛṣṇa, they turned to the goddess Candra-bhāgā, Durgā, and worshipped her. Pleased by their devotion, the goddess instructed them with a blessing; soon after, Hari, his purpose accomplished and accompanied by his new wife, appeared before them, bringing immense joy. When the people saw Hṛṣīkeśa adorned with the jewel and accompanied by his wife, returning as if from the land of the dead, they were filled with great festivity and celebration. Kṛṣṇa summoned Satrājit into the royal assembly and, in the presence of the king, recounted the tale of the jewel’s recovery and returned it to Satrājit. Overcome with shame, Satrājit took back the gem and, his face downcast, returned home, tormented by his own wrongdoing. Troubled by intense remorse and inner conflict, Satrājit pondered, “How can I cleanse myself of this sin? How might Acyuta be pleased with me? What should I do so that people consider me virtuous and do not curse me as short-sighted, petty, foolish, and greedy for wealth?” He resolved, “I will give him my daughter, a jewel among women, along with the gem itself. This is the proper way for his appeasement; there is no other.” Thus determined, Satrājit personally brought his virtuous daughter and the jewel and offered them to Kṛṣṇa. The Lord duly married Satyabhāmā, who was sought by many for her character, beauty, and noble qualities.