Convulsions, as, in a few Hours proved the Death of this unfortunate
Mother; nor could the Physicians, or at least they would not, declare
the real Cause of it. _Zeokinizul_ was so afflicted at this unexpected
Loss, that he intermitted every Pleasure and Diversion. _Liamil_ seemed
to indulge an excessive Grief on a double Account, and so artfully
concealed her Joy for her Rival's Death, that the compassionate King
dismist his Sorrows to put an End to hers. This Shew of Sympathy and
Tenderness in _Liamil_, imposed on many, and reunited _Zeokinizul_ to
her with more Fondness and Attachment than ever.

Though he had a very important War upon his Hands, it did not divert him
from the Gratifications of Love; he left the entire Management of every
Thing to the _Mollak Jeflur_. The Welfare of his Troops and Glory of his
Arms were to depend on Generals of the Minister's Appointment, whose
Weakness and sordid Parsimony, occasioned several very ignominious
Miscarriages to the _Kofirans_. _Zeokinizul_ had such a paternal Love
for his People, that the Loss of a hundred thousand brave Soldiers, and
above seven Millions of _Tomans_ would have greatly afflicted him, had
his Passion for _Liamil_ left him any Freedom of Thought, but in her
Company, he was insensible to every other Concern. The disinterested
Fondness of this Favourite, who only loved the Lover in the King, must
have made her the happiest that ever was, if relying less on her Merit,
or warned by a recent Experience, she had guarded against some of her
own Sex, whom she must think envied her Elevation, and watch'd her Ruin;
but as an illusory Conceit that a Passion which had subsisted for many
Years, would never be extinguished, brought her into the very Misfortune
from which _Leutinemil_'s Death had delivered her.

She had three Sisters still remaining, who all longed impatiently to
show themselves to their Sovereign, though they were none of Nature's