Virata said: "You have been forbidden many times, yet you do not restrain your speech. If there were no one to restrain, no one at all would act according to dharma." Then the king, growing angry, struck Yudhishthira hard on the face with a die, rebuking him: "Not so!" Blood came forth from his sorely wounded face, but Partha caught it in his hands before it could touch the ground. Dharmaraja glanced at Draupadi, standing beside him; she, following her husband's thought, understood his intent. Filling a flawless golden vessel, she caught the blood that flowed from the Pandava. Meanwhile Uttara, showered with sweet fragrances and various garlands, entered the city joyfully. Honored by the townsfolk, the women, and the country folk, he came to the gate of the palace and asked that word be brought to his father. Then the gatekeeper went in and said to Virata: "Your son Uttara stands at the gate together with Brihannada." The joyful king of the Matsyas said to the chamberlain: "Let them both enter quickly; I wish to see them." But the king Kanka quietly said to the gatekeeper: "Let Uttara alone enter; Brihannada should not be let in. This mighty-armed hero has taken this solemn vow: whoever wounds my body or makes my blood be seen — unless it happen in battle — that one, without doubt, shall not live. Seeing me covered in blood, he will fly into terrible rage and will not forgive; he will slay Virata here, together with his ministers, his army, and his horses."