Kathāmṛta - 122 - Viṣamaśīla-lambaka - The Story of Mūladeva
When my wife was fast asleep, I slowly transferred my ring onto her finger. Then, telling myself ‘Let me see how clever and refined she turns out to be,’ I left for Ujjayinī the same night, without even informing her. When she woke up the next morning, she realised that I was not there. Then she saw my ring on her finger and thought, ‘He has left me just like he had sworn he would. Now I must fulfil my oath. I see the name ‘Mūladeva’ engraved on this ring. Surely then, my husband is none other than that infamous tramp who goes by the very name. People say that he lives in Ujjayinī.
