At last, Rajula reached Malushahi's palace. But fate was cruel. Malushahi's mother, remembering the curse, feared Rajula. She slipped a sleeping herb into his food, and the young prince lay in deep slumber.
Rajula wept beside him, pressing her bangled hands and singing the old wedding ballads. But Malushahi's eyes did not open. Heartbroken, Rajula returned, her tears staining the mountain paths.
At home, her family, crushed by Vikhipal's threats, forced her into marriage with the Hun king.