Do not find fault with me any more, wait, and put me to the test, and learn how I feel towards you, and if you see that what I have done has really brought you good, then, when I embrace you, embrace me in return and call me your benefactor, and if not, you may blame me as you please." [36] "Perhaps," answered Cyaxares, "you are right.

I will do as you wish." "Then I may kiss you ?" said Cyrus.
"Yes, if it pleases you.

"And you will not turn aside as you did just now ?" "No, I will not turn aside." And he kissed him.
[37] And when the Medes saw it and the Persians and all the allies--for all were watching to see how matters would shape--joy came into their hearts and gladness lit up their faces.

Then Cyrus and Cyaxares mounted their horses and rode back, and the Medes fell in behind Cyaxares, at a nod from Cyrus, and behind Cyrus the Persians, and the others behind them.

[38] And when they reached the camp and brought Cyaxares to the splendid tent, those who were appointed made everything ready for him, and while he was waiting for the banquet his Medes presented themselves, some of their own accord, it is true, but most were sent by Cyrus.
[39] And they brought him gifts; one came with a beautiful cup-bearer, another with an admirable cook, a third with a baker, a fourth with a musician, while others brought cups and goblets and beautiful apparel; almost every one gave something out of the spoils they had won.