The assembly stood in reverence, offering worship and heartfelt praises to the three-eyed Lord Shiva. In their midst, he arose, accompanied by the emaciated women, and greeted them all with deep respect. Filled with joy, he entered comfortably alongside the gathered kings, their hearts uplifted. Afterward, he performed his ablutions on the sacred bank of the Godavari River, his mind intent on beholding the holy site of Hatakeshvara. Meanwhile, she—radiant and beautiful—caught sight of her mother and was overcome with delight. Out of deep affection, she embraced her mother again and again, tears of happiness welling in her eyes. Then came the instructions: “Go, lead Guhyaka to the great Añjana mountain. Quickly, bring Parjanya, king of the Gandharvas, from heaven. And you, best of monkeys, fetch Gālava here.” The swift monkey, upon receiving these commands, journeyed first to Añjana to deliver the message, then hastened to the mountain of the immortals. At the sacred site where the seven streams of the Godavari converge, the monkey entered the netherworld. Emerging from those depths, he traversed the earth with great speed. Leaping high, he brought back water from the seven branches of the Godavari. There, he also saw Nandayantī, standing with the grace of a goddess. The noble kings, honoring the ascetic rich in austerity, took their seats, and the monkeys were invited to join them. As the guests arrived, the daughters with wide, curious eyes gazed intently upon them. Among them, Nandayantī and the other maidens, together with their father, beheld a beautiful-faced maiden. Then, the sage Satyadhvaja addressed the maiden with words of truth. Upon hearing his words, she was overwhelmed with shame and lost her composure, lamenting, “Because I have become a bad daughter, I will therefore abandon this body. O Brahmin, save me, whose mind is afflicted by sin.” The sage gently reassured the slender maiden, saying, “Do not despair now. Your father, the increaser of the gods, will be born to you again.” When the sage, his mind purified, had spoken these comforting words, he added, “Daughter, give up your sorrow. In ten months, a son will be born to you.” Thus consoled, Citrāṅgadā’s heart filled with joy, and her radiance returned. All the slender maidens remained there throughout this time. When ten months had passed, the celestial Apsarases arrived. At the birth of the child, the monkey summoned Viśvakarman as well. Suravarddhaki, joyful of heart, remembered him, and at Tvaṣṭṛ’s remembrance, Śakra himself appeared, surrounded by the Maruts. When the gods, Gandharvas, and Apsarases had all assembled, they declared, “O Brahmin, let the cave of Jābāla’s daughter be given to the garlanded one.” Then, a wondrous bird, revealing its true form, sought the hand of the delighted maiden in marriage. The sage, emboldened, gave his consent to the king, son of Manu, saying, “So be it.” Gālava became the officiating priest and offered the sacred oblation as prescribed. In due order, the daughter of the Daitya took the hand of Jābāli, and the daughter of the Yakṣa took the hand of the bird. Thus, the marriage of those slender-waisted maidens was celebrated in this manner, in the presence of gods and sages, fulfilling the sacred rites.