When word reached the Shah of Iran, Manuchehr, that Zal, the white-haired son of Sam, had arrived at court, the realm's noble chieftains went forth to receive him with full honors. Upon reaching the royal hall, the guards made way, and Zal knelt, pressing his brow to the dust while uttering high praises upon the monarch. Manuchehr, moved by Zal’s noble demeanor, commanded that the travel dust be wiped from his face and fine musk sprinkled upon him.
Raising the youth beside the throne, the monarch inquired warmly of his journey through the wind and dust, to which Zal replied that in the light of the king's royal glory, every toil becomes pure joy. Zal then presented the letter from his father, Sam. Reading the heartfelt missive, Manuchehr smiled and felt gladness in his spirit, though a heavy weight rested upon his heart regarding a union between Sam's house and the line of Zahhak. Nevertheless, the king declared: 'Though this request adds a lingering sorrow to my heart, out of reverence for this touching letter written with heart's pain by old Sam, I shall set aside all hesitation and fulfill your wish. Tarry here a while in gladness so that I may consult wisely on your affair.'
A magnificent royal banquet was convened; golden platters were brought forth, and King Manuchehr sat beside white-haired Zal and the empire's grandees. When the feast ended, they turned to the wine-throne, drinking in celebration. As night fell, Sam's famous son mounted his golden-bridled steed and returned to his quarters, spending the dark hours restless in thought. At dawn, fully arrayed with his belt fastened, Zal returned before the victorious Manuchehr, where the King of the World bestowed high praise upon him both openly and in secret.