C441 THREE SUNS UNTIL SUNSET

"You have seventy-two hours before your heart forgets how to beat, brother. Make them count," the 2nd Prince said, his voice a smooth silk that cut through the chaos of the burning forest.

He stood by the carriage, his hand resting on the door where Aria and the youngest boy were being held. The Young Prince stayed on his knees, his palms pressed into the grass