Apparently, the information that Zuri got from the old lady from the shop was not right. It was not a son, but a daughter, the child that the chief of the village wanted to revive.
"I did not say that was not true. There is always a hidden truth behind every story," the tree spoke more gently to her. "Yes, you died here. Under my canopy, you let that chief of the village kill you, even though you can ask for help."
"What a fool." Zuri frowned. "How could she be so stupid?"
"You will sacrifice yourself for him," the tree said, as he directed his eyes at Chaos, who was still sleeping on the mat. He looked at ease right now, as if there was nothing else that could bother him at all.
Zuri tilted her head and then glanced at Chaos' sleeping face over her shoulder. Yes, she had to admit it. She would do anything for him, just like how he would do anything for her.
He had done that, actually… twice at that…
