Having emerged victorious from battle, the lion-hearted Gordyeh turned her gaze toward Iran, marshaling her troops toward the sovereign of heroes. On the fourth day of her march, she reached the realm of Amuy—a heroine of such unmatched valor and world-seeking renown that time itself had rarely witnessed her equal. Resting at Amuy, profound reflections and heavy deliberations stirred within her heart.
In the midst of her resolves, she penned an urgent letter to her brother, detailing every deed and turn of fate that had transpired. Her opening words bore the weight of grief, mourning the noble Bahram Chubin, who had succumbed to sorrow and agony over his brother's plight. She prayed that divine blessings might shine upon them both and that Bahram’s heroic soul would rest un troubled by their deeds.
She then boded her brother to convey her counsel and testimony directly to the exalted monarch, Khosrow Parviz. Gordyeh recounted how a formidable host of famed warriors had pursued them, yet she repulsed their assault with such devastating force that the enemy lost all heart for either battle or revelry forever after. Presenting her condition, she noted that numerous illustrious nobles now stood loyal at her side, urging that no harm come upon them. Thus she remained anchored at Amuy, awaiting the turn of her auspicious star to bring a favorable reply from the Iranian realm.