[Turret of the Royal Palace. SUDARSHANA and her friend ROHINI]

SUDARSHANA. You may make mistakes, Rohini, but I cannot be
mistaken: am I not the Queen? That, of course, must be my King.

ROHINI. He who has conferred such high honour upon you cannot be
long in showing himself to you.

SUDARSHANA. His very form makes me restless like a caged bird.
Did you try well to ascertain who he is?

ROHINI. Yes, I did. Every one I asked said that he was the
King.

SUDARSHANA. What country is he the King of?

ROHINI. Our country, King of this land.

SUDARSHANA. Are you sure that you are speaking of him who has a
sunshade made of flowers held over his head?

ROHINI. The same: he whose flag has the Kimshuk flower
painted on it.

SUDARSHANA. I recognised him at once, of course, but it is you
who had your doubts.

ROHINI. We are apt to make mistakes, my Queen, and we are afraid