Listen, O flawless-limbed one, as I recount this tale to you, O sinless soul. Those who do not harm living beings, whose hearts are pure and devoted to compassion, find their minds unwavering; such souls attain my beloved status. Vasundhara then spoke to the god who had taken the form of Varaha. “By your devotion, you are worthy to hear my supreme secret,” Varaha said. Vasundhara questioned him, “Having abandoned the Bhadrakarna lake, you praise Kokamukha. Having left Kedara, why do you praise Kokamukha? Having departed from the mighty fortress, why indeed do you praise Kokamukha? Having left Ekalinga, why do you praise Kokamukha?” The Lord, in the form of Varaha, replied to Vasundhara, “O great one, what you say to me, O timid one, is true. I shall tell you the secret by which Kokā is distinguished. These are the Pāśupata rites; Kokā belongs indeed to the Bhāgavata. A rite was performed at the entrance to Kokā, in my sacred field, O beautiful one. There, in a pond with little water, a fish remained; from its mouth, a strong fish quickly emerged. Falling down, seizing it, he hurriedly leapt away. By the power of that field, the prince became a lord. In time, the hunter’s wife—a certain shrew, greedy for flesh and eager for meat from his hand—desired the meat. The hunter, by force, sought to take the shrew who desired the meat. O good lady, she fell from the sky into Kokā, in my presence. She grew up as a maiden, endowed with youth, beauty, and virtues. He, too, was handsome, virtuous, brave, and resolute in the pursuit of battle—steadfast in his purpose. Then, after some time, in an era filled with joy, the two met each other in due course. He always remained with her, and she, the auspicious one, stayed with him. As time passed, she remained blameless—devoted, humble, and especially affectionate. There stood also the prince, the one who increased the glory of the Śakas. All the physicians present, skilled in treating diseases, tried their best, but none succeeded, and much time passed by in vain. When the season had passed, the story of their conduct became a matter of curiosity in the world. Then, she who was flawless in all her limbs spoke these words to her husband: “Tell me this truthfully, if indeed I am dear to you. You perform your duties, yet your pain does not subside. What is this, O gentle one? Have you forgotten, though afflicted by every disease? One who has mounted the ocean of worldly existence should not be questioned too much by you.” Then, once, as the couple lay together on their bed, she asked again, “Tell me that very matter which I asked you about before. Is there something here that must be kept secret? Why do you conceal it from me?