Years passed and the king died; and the time came for the parents to think about arranging their daughter's marriage. When the question was put to the girl she said, "How can it be? I have been married already. Did I not give my word? Is it not enough?" They said, "It was a word given in your childhood, it meant nothing at all. It was play, and the Maharaja is now dead." She said, "No, I will not hear another word about it. I am the daughter of a Rajput, I have given my word and I will not go back on it." This is an extreme ideal; it has a fanatical aspect, but nevertheless it is an ideal.