Having delivered his ultimatum to Sita, Ravana left and the coarse ruthless, creatures to whom, she was handed over milled around her dainty form. Unwilling to believe that she had turned down their master, the ten headed crown jewel of the Paulastya dynasty and son of Visravas whose glory equalled that of Brahma, shocked and angry at her audacity, their raucous voices berated Sita's foolishness. The rakshasa women Ekajata, Vikata and Durmukhi sang praise of Ravana and goaded Sita to yield to him, for whom the sun shone subdued and the winds blew gently. Durmukhi's final warning was, "Say yes to Ravana as he is not only the king of rakshasas, but the king of kings. How can you even think of not accepting him, for your refusal will only bring you death."
Summary
Having delivered his ultimatum to Sita, Ravana left and the coarse ruthless, creatures to whom, she was handed over milled around her dainty form. Unwilling to believe that she had turned down their master, the ten headed crown jewel of the Paulastya dynasty and son of Visravas whose glory equalled that of Brahma, shocked and angry at her audacity, their raucous voices berated Sita's foolishness. The rakshasa women Ekajata, Vikata and Durmukhi sang praise of Ravana and goaded Sita to yield to him, for whom the sun shone subdued and the winds blew gently. Durmukhi's final warning was, "Say yes to Ravana as he is not only the king of rakshasas, but the king of kings. How can you even think of not accepting him, for your refusal will only bring you death."