As the royal host of King Khosrow Anushirvan drew near the sacred fire temple of Adur Gushnasp, the righteous monarch beheld the holy shrine from afar, dismounted his steed out of deep reverence, and proceeded on foot. Requesting the sacred barsam twigs from his pure-hearted minister, he washed his face with tears of devotion. Reciting the holy murmurings of the bazh, he entered the temple court, which was adorned in magnificence resembling the great Feast of Sadeh. The king commanded the High Mobad to chant the holy Zand and Avesta in a clear, resonant voice. Hearing the divine words, the priests and Hirbads prostrated themselves upon the dust in profound humility, rending their robes, while the assembled nobles showered gems upon the king and chanted sacred blessings.
Drawing near to the holy flame, Anushirvan lifted his voice in prayer to the Creator of the World, imploring the Almighty for victory, divine grandeur, and a heart unswervingly guided toward justice. He then showered bountiful alms upon the temple guardians and every poor soul in the realm. Setting up his royal pavilion outside the sanctuary while his mighty army formed ranks on all sides, the king summoned his wise chief scribe. He dictated royal edicts to all the border wardens and commanders of Iran, charging them to remain vigilant and God-fearing, to maintain their garrisons, to treat all subjects with unwavering fairness, and to ensure no ill-wisher breached the sacred frontiers. Having secured the peace of his realm, Khosrow Anushirvan set forth toward Rome. As news of his majestic march preceded him, local rulers and elders flocked to his presence with rich tributes, and wherever the king encamped, only joy, feasting, and prosperity followed in his path.