The King asked, “Do you know the path to go on?”
The Prince said, “I will ask mother, and go.”
Then the King said, “What is necessary for you?”
The Prince [said], “From those that are in your stable be good enough to give me a horse which goes on hard journeys.”
Then the King gave the Prince the horse with the best qualities of all, a sword, and a bundle of cooked rice. The Prince would be about fifteen years of age.
The Prince, having mounted on the horse, asked his mother, “Mother, on which hand is the river in which you picked up the stone?”
The Queen said, “It is this hand,” and stretched out her hand. Then driving the horse to that hand he began to go.
Having gone away, and stopped at a river near that [gem] river, when he looked about, at a great rough tree [what was] like a large fire was visible. Then this Prince, in order to look at the conflagration, went near the tree. Having gone [there], when he looked a Dēvatā-daughter endowed with much beauty[2] was there.
Then this Prince asked the Dēvatā-daughter, “Who art thou?”
The woman said, “I am a Yaksanī.” Then the Yaksanī asked the Prince, “Who art thou?”