After they had been separated ten years, Schahriar, having a
passionate desire to see his brother, resolved to send an ambassador
to invite him to his court. He made choice of his prime vizier for
the embassy, sent him to Tartary with a retinue answerable to his
dignity, and he made all possible haste to Samarcande. When he came
near the city, Schahzenan had notice of it, and went to meet him
with the principal lords of his court, who, to put the more honour
on the sultan’s minister, appeared in magnificent apparel. The
king of Tartary received the ambassador with the greatest
demonstrations of Joy; and immediately asked him concerning the
welfare of the sultan his brother. The vizier having acquainted him
that he was in health, gave him an account of his embassy.
Schahzenan was so much affected with it, that he answered thus:--
Sage vizier, the sultan, my brother, does me too much honour; he
could propose nothing in the world so acceptable; I long as
passionately to see him, as he does to see me. Time has been no more
able to diminish my friendship than his. My kingdom is in peace, and
I desire no more than ten days to get myself ready to go with you;
so that there is no necessity for your entering the city for so
short a time; I pray you to pitch your tents here, and I will order
provisions in abundance for yourself and your company.
The vizier did accordingly, and as soon as the king returned, he
sent him a prodigious quantity of provisions of all sorts, with
presents of great value.
In the meanwhile, Schahzenan made ready for his journey, took orders
about his meet important affairs, appointed a council to govern in
his absence, and named a minister, of whose wisdom he had sufficient
experience, and in whom he had an entire confidence, to be their
president. At the end of ten days, his equipage being ready, he took
his leave of the queen his wife, and went out of town in the evening
with his retinue, pitched his royal pavilion near the vizier’s
tent, and discoursed with that ambassador till midnight. But willing
once more to embrace the queen, whom he loved entirely, he returned
alone to his palace, and went straight to her majesty’s apartment,
who, not expecting his return, had taken one of the meanest officers
of her household to her bed, where they lay both fast to sleep,
having been in bed a considerable while.
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