They say, O Great, Sun-like, Moon-faced reader, in the glorious city of Baghdad everything is calm… Oh, woe! It has always been so—but not now! By Allah and the Prophet, I swear! For the third time, the golden moon has replaced the sun, but now for the third night the Great ruler of the city, the repository of wisdom and vessel of justice, Salim ibn Harun al-Rashid (may Allah prolong his years) cannot close his eyes. And the reason is the son of a lowly jackal—the Baghdadi thief.