Lucy Wickshire 164 Chapter Twenty 8

"Tree people, I come with a gift for the protectors of the emperors shed. Your chief will love my gift." Walter said.

The tattooed men looked at their leader, who nodded and they put down their bows. The leader eyed Walter's blank face before nodding to one of the men.

"Open the gates!" the man shouted and sc.r.a.ping of ropes could be heard in front of them. They watched as a gate made of vines raised upwards, till there was a clear path for Walter and the rest to pa.s.s.

"Enter." the leader said and Walter complied.

On the other side of the gate, was an unusual forest. Only exposed tree roots could be seen on the ground. No gra.s.s or shrub grew, only dark sand across the entire forest. The men looked up to a sight some of them could have only dreamed off.

Fifty feet up, their eyes met with the sight of an entire city on trees. The city kept on going, they were not sure how big it was.

"Follow me." the leader said. He was not shocked by their reaction. Many that came here had the same look on their face. The leader trained his eyes on Walter, who had only glanced at the city mildly, then at D'huile, who cared even less. Either these two had seen so much of the world that nothing surprised them, or they were very focused on why they were here, they couldn't care less about the what they saw.

The leader led them through the trees for a while, till they arrived a clearing with a small hut made of mud blocks at it's centre. This was the first house on the ground they had seen since they got here. The door was opened and Walter got in with D'huile, asking the rest to stay outside.

Inside, sat a large man dressed in woven leaf veins. His eyes were closed as though in a meditation, and opened the moment Walter stood before him.

"You are the one I felt near the Valchana tree the other day?"

"I want the shed opened for me." Walter said.

"To speak like that, you must have already gotten the Valchana fruit. Let me see." the man spoke calmly, yet Walter could still hear the antic.i.p.ation in his voice.

Walter took out the fruit and the man trembled slightly.

"It looks exactly as it does in my visions." he said reaching for it, but Walter placed it back in the bag and handed it back to D'huile.

"Boy, you will have to give it to me to enter the shed." the man chuckled darkly.

"I will give it to you as I and my men enter."

"Your men? This payment is for you alone."

"You must think me stupid. This is something you want more than any other thing. You have what I want, I have what you want. If I don't get what I want, the deal is considered irrelevant. I will sell the fruit to the highest bidder." Walter said.

"Fine. Fine. Your men can come with you. But they will not last." the man said getting up. Walter watched the man as he walked to the other side of the hut and touched the wall.

The man sucked in a breath and grunted in pain as his veins started to glow a bright red, making him look as though he was being heated from within. He stumbled backwards tiredly, the moment the glowing stopped and the hut wall slid open.

The man gasped for breath and Walter walked forward for a better look.

"What...?" D'huile started to ask.

"The emperor's shed, we are standing in it." Walter said, his eyes s.h.i.+nning with determination.