“What do you mean? Who would come for me?” “The Diviners,” he said quietly, before meeting the prince’s eyes. “You are in danger, Kamran.” “You know what it means, then?” Kamran felt his pulse pick up. “You know why the magic has changed?” “Yes.” “Will you not tell me?” “First, make one thing clear to me right now.” Hazan drew away from the bars and began to pace. “Have you come here to kill me, or to make me a deal? Because if I’m going to die anyway, I fail to see the point in assisting you.” “I need you to live.” Hazan stopped moving.
