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Vikram backpedaled to the tree and mounted Betaal on his shoulders once more. Betaal began revealing to him another story.
The story went this way: King Jaipal had three rulers. Each of them was extremely excellent, touchy, and fragile.
One day, the main ruler was injured when a blossom from her hair fell on her thigh. One more night, when the lord and his second ruler were investing energy in the porch, the moonlight consumed her skin. The third ruler was additionally no less. When, she heard somebody sobbing in the following room, she turned pale and blacked out.
Betaal asked Vikram, “Disclose to me O Wise ruler! Which among the three rulers is most touchy?” Vikram answered, “The third ruler was the most delicate in light of the fact that as I would like to think, the individuals who are delicate to the affliction of others are delicate in the genuine feeling of the word.” Betaal was extremely content with the appropriate response. He stated, “Almost certainly, you are exceptionally clever! In any case, you generally tragically break your quiet. Presently, I should fly back to the tree. Farewell!” Saying this, Betaal flew back to the tree.