gateṣvatha nṛpo bhūyaḥ paureṣu saha mantribhiḥ| mantrayitvā tataścakre niścayajñassaniścayam śva eva puṣyo bhavitāśvo'bhiṣecyastu me sutaḥ| rāmo rājīvatāmrākṣo yauvarājya iti prabhuḥ
After the citizens departed, the king, an expert in decisionmaking again consulted his counsellors and said, Tomorrow Pushya star is in the ascendence and my son, Rama (handsome) with coppercoloured eyes which resemble red lotus petals will be installed heirapparent.
— M.N. Dutt (1891)
After the citizens depart, Dasharatha consults his counsellors one final time. Tomorrow is Pushya. Everything is set. A sleepless night begins for the king — not from doubt but from the weight of the moment he has waited for his entire life.