Woken by the princess, he left his bed; dark as a cloud, he sat up on the couch, leaning upon it. Then the Kaurava spoke to his beloved wife, the princess: ‘For what purpose have you come to me in such haste? Your complexion is not natural -- you appear wasted and pale. Tell me everything, leaving nothing out, so that I may know it as it is. Whether it is joy or sorrow, hateful or dear -- tell me all of it properly. Having heard it, I shall understand what matters most. For I alone, Krishna, am worthy of your trust in all matters; again and again I deliver you even from calamities. Quickly say, as you wish, whatever task you intend to speak of, and return to your bed before anyone else awakens.’