The King said, “Would it be a bad thing if you remained at this palace?”
The Prince asked, “What work would there be for me?”
The King said, “Remain and do the work of the First Minister of the Ministers.”
The Prince asked, “How much pay would there be for me for the day?”
The King replied, “I will give fifty masuran.”
“Fifty masuran are insufficient for me. Will you give me every day in the evening a hundred masuran?” he asked.
The King said, “It is good,” and after that he stayed there. While remaining there he came twice a day and assisted his twelve mothers.
When no long time had gone by, some one was heard crying out in the night near the city. The King told him to look who was crying. The Prince having gone, taking his sword, when he looked, a dead body was hanging in a tree, and a Yaksanī was springing up to eat the dead body. Being unable to seize it she was crying out.
The Prince went and asked, “What is that for?”
The Yaksanī replied, “My son having gone into the tree cannot descend; because of it I am crying out.”