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Without looking at him Draupadī replied coldly, “Sudeṣṇa has sent me to fetch wine. Please fill this pot and let …

“Let others take the queen her wine,” Kichaka said, moving toward Draupadī. “You should remain here with me.”

Kichaka took Draupadī by the arm. Crying out in fear, she said tearfully, “As I have never acted unfaithfully toward …

Draupadī struggled free from Kichaka and he ran after her, grabbing hold of her upper garment as it trailed behind …

Bhīma happened to be present in the court, along with Yudhiṣṭhira, and he glared at Kichaka. The unforgiving Pāṇḍava gnashed …

Restrained by his elder brother, Bhīma rose up slowly and left the court with his eyes fixed on Kichaka, who …

As she spoke Draupadī glanced toward Yudhiṣṭhira, who was squirming in pain. Turning her gaze on Virata she went on, …

Draupadī was sobbing. Virata replied, “I do not know the full details of your quarrel with Kichaka. Without knowing everything, …

Yudhiṣṭhira sat burning with anger. Drops of perspiration ran down his face. In a taut voice he said to Draupadī, …

Draupadī, who had fallen weeping to the floor, composed herself and stood up to leave. “I practice piety for the …

Watched by the mystified king, she went out of the court with her head lowered and returned to the queen’s …

Bowing before the queen, Draupadī replied, “As I went to fetch your wine, Kichaka struck me in the court in …

“What? Then I shall have him chastised,” Sudeṣṇa said angrily. “O lady with curling tresses, if it is your will, …

“Do not worry, O Queen. Those whom he has wronged will deal with him soon enough. I think he will …

Draupadī went to her own rooms and bathed herself, putting on fresh garments. She wanted to purify herself of Kichaka’s …

As she entered his room she found him asleep, snoring like a lion. The chamber, filled with her beauty and …

Bhīma sat up. “Why have you woken me, gentle princess? You appear wan and sorrowful. Surely the incident today in …

Draupadī wept. “How can she who has Yudhiṣṭhira for a husband ever be free of grief? You know all, O …

Bhīma gently stroked his wife’s face as she wept. She looked into his angry eyes and continued, “The wicked Kichaka …

Draupadī poured out all her pent-up grief. The time in Virata had passed slowly for her. With no opportunity to …