"That Princely Heir is quite kind, when the carriage passed by, he even had the driver slow down, fearing to bump into pedestrians!"
"Since he is the Princely Heir, how noble must his status be? How could he encounter such a situation? Look, the carriage has been pierced by arrows like a porcupine, and if there were people inside, they must have long been dead, right?"
...
The newly arrived Capital Guard Commander felt his legs weaken, almost unable to stand.
Is there still a Princely Heir inside?
He hurriedly checked the corpses, but half of them were so badly burned that their original appearance could no longer be discerned, leaving him to rely solely on their clothing and other items to identify them.
Among the charred bodies, beneath them close to the ground, they found remnants of clothing that had not yet been touched by flames. The glimmer of hope in the Capital Guard Commander's eyes dimmed, turning dark.
