विक्रम चरित (उज्जैन सम्राट् विक्रमादित्य - पराक्रम, न्याय एवं ३२ पुतलियों की कथा सटीक)

sought shelter under the branches of a wide-spreading tree. There was a stream also hard by, and, having quenched her thirst, she seated herself on the ground, where, lulled by the fresh breeze which gently blew across her face, she soon fell asleep. The minister, seizing the opportunity thus presented to him, mounted his horse and flew towards the city of Bhadravutty, where, on his arrival, he informed the king that he had executed his orders. When the princess awoke, she was astonished to find that the minister had disappeared, and left her alone in that lonely place. She got up and looked everywhere for him, but to no purpose. She became greatly apprehensive, and said, 'If I had not slept the minister would not have abandoned me, and left me alone.' At last, seeing no help for the existing state of affairs, she resigned herself to the will of God, calling upon Him and entreating Him to have compassion on her forlorn state. She then left her mare, and commenced her travels on foot. In her walk she observed a steep and rugged mountain, which she was compelled to pass, as it lay in her way; at first she hesitated, but seeing no alternative she put up a prayer to the Supreme Being, and began to make the perilous ascent. Though the stony path she trod was ill calculated to raise her heart, she yet with patient endurance dragged her weary frame along, at every step the sharp stones wounding her tender feet, which were now profusely bleeding. At last, being exhausted, she stopped to draw breath, and as she cast her eyes upwards she despaired of ever being able to gain the summit. She went on, however, and, by dint of unusual exertion and persevering energy, gained the top of the mountain. She there sat down and refreshed herself for a short time, and while so engaged she reflected on the lot she was doomed to endure, and the condition she was now reduced to. From a princess, seated in her palace, with everything at her command, she was now become a poor wandering outcast, with neither friends nor home; and, worse than all, at the mercy of every wayfarer. She wept