Moreover， thy grandfather had enjoined me to secrecy， and I could not gainsay the commandment of thy mother"s father， Herdoub， King of the Greeks. This， then， is why I forbore to tell thee that thy father was King Omar ben Ennuman； but， when thou camest to the throne， I told thee [what thou knowest]； and the rest I could not reveal to thee till this moment. So now， O King of the age， I have discovered to thee my secret and have acquainted thee with all that I know of the matter； and thou knowest best what is in thy mind." When Nuzhet ez Zeman heard what the King"s nurse said，she cried out， saying， "This King Rumzan is my brother by my father King Omar ben Ennuman， and his mother was the Princess Abrizeh， daughter of Herdoub， King of the Greeks； and I know this damsel Merjaneh right well." With this， trouble and perplexity got hold upon Rumzan and he caused Nuzhet ez Zeman to be brought up to him forthright. When he looked upon her， blood drew to blood and he questioned her of his history. So she told me all she knew， and her story tallied with that of his nurse； whereupon he was assured that he was indeed of the people of Irak and that King Omar ben Ennuman was his father. So he caused his sister to be unbound， and she came up to him and kissed his hands， whilst her eyes ran over with tears. He wept also to see her weeping，and brotherly love entered into him and his heart yearned to his brother"s son Kanmakan. So he sprang to his feet and taking the sword from the headsman"s hands， bade bring the captives up to him. At this， they made sure of death； but he cut their bonds with the sword and said to Merjaneh， "Explain the matter to them，even as thou hast explained it to me." "O King，" replied she，"know that this old man is the Vizier Dendan and he is the best of witnesses to my story， seeing that he knows the truth of the case." Then she turned to the captives and repeated the whole story to them and to the princes of the Greeks and the Franks who were present with them， and they all confirmed her words. When she had finished， chancing to look at Kanmakan， she saw on his neck the fellow jewel to that which she had hung round King Rumzan"s neck， whereupon she gave such a cry， that the whole palace rang again， and said to the King， "Know， O my son， that now my certainty is still more assured， for the jewel that is about the neck of yonder captive is the fellow to that I hung to thy neck， and this is indeed thy brother"s son Kanmakan." Then she turned to Kanmakan and said to him， "O King of the age， let me see that jewel." So he took it from his neck and gave it to her. Then she asked Nuzhet ez Zeman of the third jewel and she gave it to her， whereupon she delivered the two to King Rumzan，and the truth of the matter was made manifest to him and he was assured that he was indeed Prince Kanmakan"s uncle and that his father was King Omar ben Ennuman. So he rose at once and going up to the Vizier Dendan， embraced him； then he embraced Prince Kanmakan， and they cried aloud for very gladness. The joyful news was blazed abroad and they beat the drums and cymbals， whilst the flutes sounded and the people held high festival. The army of Irak and Syria heard the clamour of rejoicing among the Greeks；
so they mounted， all of them， and King Ziblcan also took horse，saying in himself， "What can be the cause of this clamour and rejoicing in the army of the Franks？" Then the Muslim troops made ready for fight and advancing into the field， drew out in battle array. Presently， King Rumzan turned and seeing the army deployed in battalia， enquired the reason and was told the state of the case； so he bade Kuzia Fekan return at once to the Muslim troops and acquaint them with the accord that had betided and how it was come to light that he was Kanmakan"s uncle. So she set out，putting away from her sorrows and troubles， and stayed not till she came to King Ziblcan， whom she found tearful-eyed， fearing for the captive chiefs and princes. She saluted him and told him all that had passed， whereat the Muslims" grief was turned to gladness. Then he and all his officers took horse and followed the princess to the pavilion of King Rumzan， whom they found sitting with his nephew， Prince Kanmakan. Now they had taken counsel with the Vizier Dendan concerning King Ziblcan and had agreed to commit to his charge the city of Damascus of Syria and leave him king over it as before， whilst themselves entered Irak.
Accordingly， they confirmed him in the viceroyalty of Damascus and bade him set out at once for his government， so he departed with his troops and they rode with him a part of the way， to bid him farewell. Then they returned and gave orders for departure，whereupon the two armies united and King Rumzan and his nephew set out， surrounded by their nobles and grandees. And indeed Kanmakan rejoiced in his uncle King Rumzan and called down blessings on the nurse Merjaneh， who had made them known to each other； but the two Kings said to one another， "Our hearts will never be at rest nor our wrath appeased， till we have taken our wreak of the old woman Shewahi， surnamed Dhat ed Dewahi， and wiped out the blot upon our honour." So they fared on till they drew near Baghdad， and Sasan， hearing of their approach， came out to meet them and kissed the hand of the King of the Greeks， who bestowed on him a dress of honour. Then King Rumzan sat down on the throne and seated his nephew at his side， who said to him， "O my uncle， this kingdom befits none but thee." "God forbid，"
replied Rumzan， "that I should supplant thee in thy kingdom！" So the Vizier Dendan counselled them to share the throne between them， ruling each one day in turn， and they agreed to this. Then they made feasts and offered sacrifices and held high festival，whilst King Kanmakan spent his nights with his cousin Kuzia Fekan； and they abode thus awhile.
One day， as the two Kings sat， rejoicing in the happy ending of their troubles， they saw a cloud of dust arise and up came a merchant， who ran to them， shrieking and crying out for succour.