She blossomed into a maiden of remarkable youth, beauty, and virtue, her character shining as brightly as her form. In time, a prince appeared—handsome, noble, and steadfast in valor, resolute in the pursuit of battle, his qualities as radiant as his lineage. Together, in an era marked by happiness, their paths crossed as destiny intended. United, they became inseparable, each finding joy in the constant company of the other. As the days and seasons passed, she remained above reproach—her conduct impeccable, her devotion unwavering. She was ever devoted, humble, and especially affectionate toward her husband. The prince, renowned as the glory of the Śakas, stood by her side. Yet, despite the presence of many skilled physicians who sought to cure his suffering, none succeeded; much time slipped by in vain efforts, with no relief for the prince. As the seasons turned, the story of their conduct and the prince’s persistent affliction became a subject of curiosity and talk among people. One day, she, flawless in every limb, addressed her husband with gentle words: “Tell me truthfully, if I am truly dear to you. You fulfill your duties, yet your pain does not abate. What is this, O gentle one? Have you forgotten something, even as you endure so much suffering?” To this, he replied, “One who is immersed in the vast ocean of worldly existence should not be questioned too much by you.” Yet, as time passed, while they lay together upon their bed, she pressed him again: “Tell me that very matter which I asked you before. Is there something here that must be kept secret? Why do you conceal it from me?” Thus, persistently questioned, the king of the Śakas was compelled to respond. He said, “Abandon your ordinary human outlook and remember the lineage from which you come. Go to my mother and father, O fair-smiling one, and seek their favor. Having received their command and honored them as is proper, you may act. For the knowledge of one’s previous birth is difficult to obtain, even for the gods.” Obedient and flawless, she approached her mother-in-law and father-in-law, and, with humility, said, “I wish to make something known; please listen attentively. I desire to go to the sacred place of Kokāmukha, and for this I seek your guidance. Until today, I have never asked either of you for anything. Your son is always afflicted with pain in his head. He has abandoned all pleasures and comforts and is greatly tormented. Never before have I revealed this most profound secret. Let both husband and wife reflect together on this matter, in every way.” Then, the prince took his bride by the hand and spoke: “Elephants, horses, chariots, vehicles, and women with the beauty of apsarases—all these are established in you. Wealth, refuge, and kingdom reside in you as well. Life and progeny are founded in you, too.” Bowing at his father’s feet with humility, he continued, “I wish to go swiftly to that great Kokāmukha. Then, without doubt, the kingdom, army, and treasury will all be mine; by going there, my pain will be destroyed.” Thus, with respect and hope, they sought the blessings and guidance of their elders, preparing to undertake the journey that promised healing and fulfillment.