Aspen’s POV
Flames licked at my skirts and rolled over the ceiling. I shrieked, trying to find somewhere that wasn’t burning. No matter where, I looked, all I could see was flames. I tried to suck in a breath, but the thick gray smoke coated my lungs, and I began to sputter.
I reached for the carriage door, but Helio put his hand over mine. “It’s probably a trap!” he said over the roaring flames. “We can’t just jump out. We have to be careful!”
I understood what he was saying, but we didn’t have a lot of choices. How were we supposed to stay inside this inferno? Helio was more tolerant of the heat and smoke because his element was fire, but even he was clearly uncomfortable. No, we had to get out.
Screaming filled the air outside, and I knew the other carriages must also be on fire. Ig
