When King Ardashir ascended the imperial throne of Iran, the glorious light of divine grace returned to illuminate the realm. In the imperial court, a venerable elder named Khorrad—whose tongue was steeped in truth and whose soul overflowed with justice—stepped into the royal presence. Bowing before the monarch, he unleashed a majestic stream of praises and prayers, wishing the king eternal life, unending victory, and supreme gladness upon the crown and throne for as long as time should endure.
Khorrad proclaimed that Ardashir’s majestic justice had reached such cosmic height that even the beasts of the wilderness and the birds of the air stood aligned in reverence, while the rulers of every corner of the earth bowed before his sovereignty. He declared that human speech faltered in capturing the full measure of the king's fairness, for justice was the very foundation of Ardashir's spirit. The people, he recounted, gave boundless thanks to the Almighty for being granted life under so righteous a ruler, hungering only for the sight of his face and the warmth of his words.
Furthermore, Khorrad recounted how the King had barred the paths of all aggressors—from the frontiers of India to the lands of China—bringing a definitive end to pillage, turmoil, and the clamor of war. Ardashir had laid down such deep foundations of justice in the soil of Iran that generations unborn would thrive beneath its blessing. Through his divine wisdom, even ancient minds were renewed, and the intellect of the world was illuminated. Khorrad hailed Ardashir as the very garment of Divine Fortune bestowed upon the royal crown, praying that the world would forever remain united under his wise command and the shadow of his protective wing.