It was evening before she returned to queen Haiatalnefous’s apartment, and she perceived by the reception she gave her, that the bride was not at all pleased with the preceding night.  She endeavoured to dissipate her grief by a long conversation, in which she employed all the wit she had (and she possessed a good share), to persuade her she loved her entirely.  She then gave her time to go to bed, and while she was undressing she went to her devotions; her prayers were so long, that queen Haiatalnefous was asleep before they were ended.  She then left off, and lay down softly by the new queen, without waking her, and was as much afflicted at being forced to act a part which did not belong to her, as in the loss of her dear Kummir al Zummaun, for whom she:  ceased not to sigh.  She rose as soon as it was day, before Haiatalnefous was awake; and, being dressed in her royal robes as king, went to council.

King Armanos, as he had done the day before, came early to visit the queen his daughter, whom he found in tears; he wanted nothing more to be informed of the cause of her trouble.  Provoked at the contempt, as he thought, put upon his daughter, of which he could not imagine the reason:  “Daughter,” said he, “have patience for another night.  I raised your husband to the throne, and can pull him down again, and drive him thence with shame, unless he shews you proper regard.  His treatment of you has provoked me so much, I cannot tell to what my resentment may transport me; the affront is as great to me as to you.”

It was late again before the princess Badoura came to queen Haiatalnefous.  She talked to her as she had done the night before, and after the same manner went to her devotions, desiring the queen to go to bed.  But Haiatalnefous would not be so served; she held her back, and obliged her to sit down.  “Tell me, I beseech you,” said she, “what can you dislike in a princess of my youth and beauty, who not only loves but adores you, and thinks herself the happiest of women in having so amiable a prince for her husband.  Any body but me would be not merely offended but shocked by the slight, or rather the unpardonable affront you have put upon me, and abandon you to your evil destiny.  However, though I did not love you so well as I do, yet out of pure good-nature and humanity, which makes me pity the misfortunes of persons for whom I am less concerned, I cannot forbear telling you, that the king my father is enraged against you for your behaviour towards me, and to-morrow will make you feel the weight of his just anger, if you continue to neglect me as you have hitherto done.  Do not therefore drive to despair a princess, who, notwithstanding all your ill usage, cannot help loving you.”