In plain words
This friendship little by little turned into hatred. After a while she said, 'Padmāvatī, go home; I have a headache.' Very well; Padma…tī went home. Feeling that Padmāvatī showed women no great kindness, from that day she showed Padmāvatī no great kindness. It turned a little into hatred. 'Padmāvatī is a very hard-hearted woman,' she said. Is such a Padmāvatī a fit wife for Jayadeva? Is there really such power of a faithful wife in her! Misgivings of this kind kept arising. A week later the king set out to the forest to hunt. That king and Jayadeva were great friends. The king: 'Jayadeva! If you come with me, your poetry and your songs will delight me greatly. We can pass the time happily. You too come with me,' he said. 'Very well,' said Jayadeva, and he set out. This news reached the queen. She thought, this is the very time. Now this Padmāvatī must be tested. She sent for a maid. She laid all sorts of plans. 'Bring Padmāvatī,' she said. She put on a love she did not have. She kept praising Padmāvatī as this and that. While she was praising her so, by the plan laid beforehand a maid came in crying out. 'What is it, girl, that you shout like that?' the queen asked. 'Mother, what shall I say!' and the maid wept false tears. 'We know the king has gone hunting. … Jayadeva went too. What more can I say!' 'What has happened? Is the king well?' … asked the queen. 'The king is safe.' 'Then what else?' 'Jayadeva is lost to us; … a big tiger came, fell upon Jayadeva and devoured him.' At once they looked at Padmāvatī's face. 'Padmāvatī! What a thing has befallen …, my dear!' With these words the queen wept in an artificial way. Padmāvatī gave up her life just as she sat. When they looked, there was no life in her. The maids and the queen were struck with terror.
As they grieved that their attempt at a test had brought them such punishment, the king came back from the hunt in the evening. The queen was terribly afraid. In a single moment the news spread, palasē, through the whole town. The queen had done something to Padmāvatī. She was a supreme devotee. 'What will happen when Jayadeva comes?' women and men alike kept whispering. They were in great distress …. Jayadeva came. He saw Padmāvatī. The king glared at the queen and asked her, angry and agitated, to speak Satya about what had happened. The queen fell at the king's feet and told him all that had happened. The king looked at Jayadeva. The king too shed streams of tears. 'Such a thing has befallen so supreme a devot…; this is my wife's fault,' he lamented. Just as Jayadeva had been before, with … of Ānanda and with smiles, so too, when he saw this dead body, he showed the same smile: birth and death are natural to the body.