"But why did you not tell us about this?" Miso looked at her brother and frowned.
"Whoever killed our mother, wanted to attain her ashes. I never told you that our house was already on fire when I reached, the day our mother died. You were also inside the house, with mother holding you tightly in her embrace. You were too young to remember all this. I somehow rescued you and our mother's half burnt body. I thought she had died due to the fire. I took her body to the old priest, who studied her face and realised she was poisoned! I feared for your life, thus took you away permanently to yellow river, under old priest's guidence."
Tears dropped down from Miso's eyes, while Cho hugged her lovingly.
"But who killed her?" Khufu frowned and looked at Dalilah.
"We could never find out. Your father and I tried to find all possible clues, but could not find anything." Dalilah replied, feeling helpless.
"Father knew her too?" Khufu gaped at his mother in surprise
