It was pricisely at this time that the ship of Silaraj, the prince of a neighbouring country, arrived at the island. This prince had a beautiful daughter called Suvarnamali, who had a sudden and irrepressible longing to go to sea, for she had been told it was there that she should meet her destiny. Her father complied with her whims, and fitted out a ship for a short cruise. But contrary winds carried the ship far out into the ocean, and the passengers were in despair. Then one morning, they saw a lovely green island and knew that it was the island where the venerable hermit lived. They decided to land and pay their respects to the old man.