Rāma, his heart steadfast in dharma, spoke with gentle conviction to Sītā. He declared, “Through devoted service to one’s teacher, there is nothing in this world that cannot be attained: heaven, wealth, grain, knowledge, children, or happiness. And those great souls who honor their mother and father attain the highest realms—the worlds of the gods, the Gandharvas, the sacred cows, and even the abode of Brahma himself.” He continued, “As my father, ever established in truth and righteousness, instructs me, so must I act; for that is the eternal way. My mind is firmly resolved, O Sītā, to lead you to the Dandaka forest. Be certain, then, to follow me and dwell there as my companion.” Looking upon her with love, he said, “You, flawless-limbed one with enchanting eyes, are destined for the forest. Follow me, gentle Sītā, and walk with me in righteousness. Your resolve, beloved, is fitting for both me and your noble lineage; your decision is truly admirable.” He urged her, “Begin now, O auspicious one, the tasks suited for forest life. Without you, Sītā, not even heaven would bring me joy. Give away our jewels to the Brahmins, offer food to the mendicants, and grant gifts to all who ask—do not delay. All our precious ornaments, fine garments, and delightful playthings, as well as our beds, vehicles, and every other possession—after giving to the Brahmins, distribute them to our servants.” Upon hearing her husband’s words, Sītā, the noble and illustrious lady, was filled with joy and fulfillment. Eager and devoted, she began to give away wealth and jewels generously, her heart shining with righteousness. Thus ends the thirtieth chapter of the Ayodhyā Kāṇḍa of the glorious Vālmīki Rāmāyaṇa. As these preparations unfolded, Lakṣmaṇa arrived, his face streaked with tears, unable to bear his sorrow. Pressing Rāma’s feet with devotion, the delight of the Raghu lineage spoke earnestly to both Sītā and Rāma, the great vow-holder: “If you are resolved to go to the forest teeming with deer and elephants, I will go before you, bearing my bow. With me by your side, you will wander through delightful forests, resounding with flocks of birds and herds of wild animals. I do not seek the realm of the gods, nor immortality, nor even the sovereignty of all worlds, if it means being apart from you.” Though Rāma tried gently to dissuade him, Lakṣmaṇa, resolved to dwell in the forest, spoke again: “You had already permitted me before—why now do you restrain me? Why am I forbidden to go, when my heart longs to serve? I wish to know, for I am uncertain, O blameless one.” Rāma, gazing upon his steadfast brother, replied warmly, “Affectionate, devoted to righteousness, ever steadfast in virtue, dear as life, obedient, victorious, and my friend—if you, Saumitri, come with me, who will serve Kausalyā or the illustrious Sumitrā? The king, though mighty, is bound by desire, and the new queen, having gained the kingdom, will not bring joy to her sorrowful co-wives. Bharata, established as king with Kaikeyī, will not support Kausalyā and the grieving Sumitrā. Saumitri, support our noble mother here, either by your own strength or with the king’s favor. Fulfill this duty for Kausalyā—thus your devotion to me and your great righteousness in honoring our elders will be clear. Do this for my sake, O delight of the Raghu lineage, and let not happiness be lacking for our mother, bereft of her sons.” Hearing Rāma’s gentle words, Lakṣmaṇa, wise and skilled in speech, replied, “By your own radiance, O hero, Bharata will surely honor both Kausalyā and Sumitrā with devotion—of this I have no doubt. But if, having gained the kingdom, Bharata does not rule justly, and acts with a troubled mind, especially out of pride, I will not hesitate to slay him and all who side with him—even if they are as numerous as the three worlds. Still, noble Kausalyā could support a thousand like me, for she has received a thousand villages with their dependents. She is fully capable of providing for herself, for my mother, and for those like me—she is a woman of great resolve.” He pleaded, “Make me your companion; there is no unrighteousness in this. I will be fulfilled, and your purpose will also be accomplished. With my bow strung, and a spade and basket at my side, I will walk ahead of you, clearing and showing you the path. I will always gather roots and fruits for you, and other forest foods fit for ascetics. You and Vaidehī shall delight on the mountain slopes, while I will do everything for you, whether you are awake or asleep.” Thus, the brothers and Sītā prepared with love and devotion for their exile, each offering their hearts and service to one another, bound by dharma and affection.