In the depth of the night, a radiant vision illuminated the sleep of the venerable elder Goudarz. He beheld a rain-laden cloud ascending from the heart of Iran, bearing upon it the blessed herald Soroush. The divine messenger called upon Goudarz to open his ears to a cosmic decree: in the distant expanse of Touran, a young king of noble heritage was hidden—Kay Khosrow, the son of the slain Siyavash, bearing the imperial lineage of Kay Qobad from his father and the blood of Tur from his mother. Soroush prophesied that when Kay Khosrow sets foot upon Iranian soil, he will avenge his father's blood, boil the seas with wrath, and shatter the reign of Afrasiab. Yet, among all the champions of Iran, none but Giev, the glorious son of Goudarz, is fated to find the hidden prince.
When the golden sun blazed across the heavens like a shining lamp, Goudarz awoke, pressed his snow-white beard into the dust in devout prayer, and thanked the Almighty Creator. Seated upon his ivory throne, he summoned his heroic son Giev and unfolded the secrets of the heavenly dream. Goudarz assured Giev that his name would achieve immortal glory across all ages, for the heavens had chosen him to unlock the chains of suffering binding the realm. Heartfelt and steadfast, Giev readily pledged his life to his father's bidding, declaring that eternal fame outweighs all mortal treasures.
Giev prepared for the perilous expedition without an army, choosing only a swift, tireless warhorse and a trusty lasso so as to slip unnoticed into enemy lands. Committing his young son Bizhan to the loving care of his grandfather Goudarz, Giev bade a poignant farewell. With tears of blood in his eyes and a heart torn between grief and sacred duty, the elderly Goudarz watched his son depart into the perilous unknown, lifting his hands to the Just Creator to guide Giev safely to the royal heir.