“The Daimon Prince?” Rob wanted to look Bray in the eyes, even now he couldn't tell if he was being serious.
“About that,” he drew the words out a little longer than necessary. “You know how you're not dead, you may start to wish you were.” Bray paused for a moment, wondering if now was the right time to tell him. He thought for a moment, deciding there was nothing to lose. “It's Yuri.”
“We're in Kólasi?” Rob groaned, his voice barely above a whisper now.
“Eremalche to be precise. We're here until the next full moon, but I warn you, he is not happy.” Bray crouched down by Rob's ear as he realised he was slipping back into unconsciousness. “How could you do it, how could you value a trinket over a life?”
“I needed to see them… to put things right,” Rob whispered.
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Aidan guided El
