Yeosang muttered to himself as he walked down the deck, staring at one of his spell books. There had to be something in there he could use. His master had been a powerful one, but a lot of his books were lost during the raid that had destroyed his home, along with his master, leaving his training incomplete.

He had spent years hunting down other spell books to try and self-train himself and he had been successful. His master had always told him he was a gifted magician, but he was starting to doubt himself now.

Pausing in front of the door to his room, he finished the sentence he was on then turned the handle and pushed it open.

He started to step in when his eyes widened, and his face turned bright red.

Wooyoung and Kita were laying together, arms wrapped around each other. The blanket had slipped a little, revealing Wooyoung's bare torso. Their clothes were strewn across the floor.

Yeosang quickly shut the door and backed into the wall behind him, covering his mouth. But it was more to hide the wide smile that had broken his face.

He turned and hurried back on deck.

Seonghwa immediately found him and walked over. "What's that smile for? Did you find something?"

"Oh, I found something alright." He laughed and pressed his hands to his cheeks.

"Sangie? What's gotten into you?" Seonghwa leaned over to look at him straight on.

"I wouldn't go in our room for a while."

"Why?" His prince looked in the direction of their room, then his eyes scanned the deck and he mouthed the word 'Oh' before his face also turned bright red and he turned to look at the water.

Yeosang chuckled and grabbed the taller's hand. "We are going to have a lot of explaining to do to the king."

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Kita let out a sigh as she stirred. She could still feel Wooyoung's arms around her and it made her smile.

He shifted to and kissed her forehead, then rolled onto his back, pulling her with him so her head rested on his chest. "Good morning, Love." He whispered.

"Good morning." Kita looked up at him.

"How do you feel?" He stroked her hair.

"Complete." She felt the corner of her mouth twitch and smiled fully when he wrapped his arms around her again. "We should probably go see where we are at."

Wooyoung growled in response and held her tighter. Kita pinched his side and he flinched away from her, allowing her to slip out of his arms. She threw his clothes at him and got dressed herself.

"Are you ready?" She asked, pulling him from the bed.

He smiled once, then suddenly lost all the color from his face and wavered.

"Wooyoung?" Kita reached out to support him. He moaned for a second and held his head. "What's wrong?"

"K-Kita?" He said weakly, then fell to the floor.

"Wooyoung!" She knelt next to him, shaking him slightly. He was burning up. "H-Hang on, I'll be right back."

Kita pushed herself off the ground and threw the door open. "Yeosang!" She cried out, causing everyone around her to pause.

The wizard turned around immediately and ran over to her. "Princess? What is it?"

"It's Wooyoung, I-I don't know what happened but..." She grabbed his arms and started pulling Yeosang with her.

They burst into the room, followed by Seonghwa, and Yeosang immediately knelt by Wooyoung. He was clutching his chest and his face was twisted in pain. "S-Sangie?" He whimpered. "M-Make it s-stop..."

Kita knelt by his head, running her hand through is hair and trying to sooth him.

"I-I don't see anything physically wrong? What happened?" Yeosang asked, looking up at Kita.

"I don't really know, one minute he was fine, the next..."

"Youngie, what hurts?" The wizard whispered softly.

Wooyoung couldn't answer, but he pointed to the middle of his chest. Yeosang's eyebrows furrowed as he reached out to touch it. He hissed at the heat of the other's skin. Kita watched as he touched a few other places, then tilted his head to the side in confusion.

"Kita go get some cool water from the kitchens. Hwa, could you help her?"

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Yeosang watched the siblings leave the room then turned back to the performer. "Youngie, what do you know about your family?"

He whimpered and shook his head.

Yeosang bit his lip and continued to feel a couple different areas of his body. The middle of his chest and his head were the only parts radiating heat. But that couldn't be possible. That only happened when...

The door burst open again and Kita set down a bucket of water and returned to her place on the floor. Wooyoung reached one of his hands up and she took it, kissing the back of his hand several times before she used her other hand to pat a damp cloth against his forehead.

Yeosang bit his lip then started rummaging in his cloak for one of his books.

"What is it Yeosang?" Seonghwa said, moving to stand behind him.

"I'm not sure." He muttered, flipping through the pages. "I need some time. Let's get him back into bed so he's comfortable."

The worked to lift Wooyoung up and placed him on the bed. Kita sat on the side of it, still holding his hand.

Yeosang pulled his prince behind him and left the two alone. The other stayed silent as they walked back up on deck and found an unoccupied space.

"I think there's more to Wooyoung than we know."

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San smiled when he could see the sails in front of him.

He watched from a high cliff as the pirate ship rounded the next one. They were still about a day away from Twilight.

The six wizards stood behind him, awaiting his orders.

He had to admit he was impressed with them. The six of them were strong enough to use a locator spell to find the princess, and then even though it pushed their limits, they had managed to transport them here. It wasn't something they could do often, but for now it worked for him.

San closed his eyes and called on his power, creating a fireball above his head. When he nodded, the wizards started funneling their power into it, helping it to increase in size. They were also going to guide it at the ship.

They chanted one final spell. One he had requested they do. The fire was not to harm anyone, but it was designed to destroy the ship. He would wait for the crew to make their way to shore before he cornered them and demanded they give him Kita back.

He locked his eyes on the ship.

Then he flung his hands forward, sending the fireball sailing through the sky.

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"I'll be right back, baby." Wooyoung heard Kita whisper. He felt her leave his side and he tried to call her back.

His chest hurt so much. It was like there was something in him that wanted to explode. He had been feeling off for a few days now, but he had learned to push it aside.

Now he wished he had said something.

It hurt so bad.

Then the pain grew worse. He screamed, curling into a small ball. But at the same time, he felt himself climbing out of the bed.

Something was calling to him.

He rushed to the door and ran out onto the deck.

Everyone was yelling to take cover.

Wooyoung glanced at the sky. A giant fireball was flying in their direction.

Kita was standing next to her brother, her hands already glowing in anticipation.

He didn't know what made him do it, but Wooyoung ran forward and stood in front of his family and yelled, holding his hands up high.

A burst of energy flew out of him.

He blinked several times and heard several gasps from behind him.

A giant shield had formed around the ship. It was blue green in color and looked much more solid than the barrier Yeosang had managed to form.

Wooyoung felt his mouth open in shock.

The fireball made contact with the shield and broke apart. The flames danced across the surface before they extinguished themselves.

As the magic sapped the shield, he felt his knees start to shake. He collapsed once the flames were gone, breathing heavily.

Kita's arms were immediately around him and he smiled as he leaned into her. He felt so tired.

Then he felt himself being lifted of the ground. He tried to open his eyes, but they wouldn't obey him.

The last thing he remembered was thinking the pain was gone.