The high priest hurried off to the palace to tell Herod about the three kings who were spreading rumours amongst his subjects. 

“They ride fine camels and wear rich robes,” reported the priest, “and they speak of a child-king who will become king of the Jews.”

“How can that be?” cried Herod in anger. “I am king. There can be no other!”

“The three kings spoke of an ancient prophecy,” the high priest continued.

“What prophecy?” asked Herod. “I do not believe in prophecies!”

“They said that God promised to deliver a Saviour to the people of Israel,” replied the priest. “The Saviour will be born in Bethlehem, and all will worship him.”

“Bring these strangers to me at once,” bellowed Herod.