When word swept across Iran that the brave King Bahram Gur had returned triumphant from India alongside his victorious army, the entire realm erupted in joy. Cities and highways were draped in rich decorations, and the populace showered his path with coin, precious musk, silver, and fragrant saffron. His young son Yazdegerd, together with the King's brother Narsi, the High Mobad, and the wisest elders of the realm, rode forth to welcome the monarch. Upon sighting his royal father, Yazdegerd pressed his face into the dust in reverent honor, while Narsi and the Mobad, their faces dusty from the journey and their hearts overflowing with happiness, embraced the King. Bahram entered his glorious palace, surrendering his heart and soul in gratitude to God.
As the dark tunic of night gave way to the world-illuminating candle of dawn, the King of Kings mounted his golden throne and opened the royal court. Standing tall, Bahram delivered a profound and virtuous sermon. He began by praising the Creator of the World, fulfilling the debt owed to wisdom. He commanded all present to fear God, to pray in the quiet hours of the night, to turn away from deceit, and to adorn their lives with charity, truth, and justice. He proclaimed that under his reign, no person—whether holding mountains of gold or dwelling in poverty—should ever live in fear. The King declared that he sought no useless hoard of riches for personal greed, but rather aimed to build an everlasting treasure-house of Justice, so that his soul might rejoice long after death. He urged any noble or soldier who had suffered an unspoken wrong to speak boldly, promising that justice would be rendered.
The assembled chieftains and sages burst into chorus, praising the sovereign whose wisdom, royal glory, and justice renewed the earth and raised the spirits of the realm. Following these grand decrees, Bahram rode forth with his army to the sacred fire temple of Adur Gushnasp. At its holy threshold, he scattered immense treasures of gold and jewels among the poor. He then presented his Indian bride, Sapinud, initiating her into the Good Religion, purifying her soul with holy water and sacred Zoroastrian rites, and clearing away all vestiges of her former ignorance. Finally, the King ordered the gates of all prisons thrown open across the land, showering coin upon the populace and steeping his empire in profound peace and joy.