Jeonghan slowly opened his eyes, while Joshua freaked out internally. What the hell was he going to do with a prince that just woke up? He didn’t even know who the hell started this curse yet. Hell. He could barely protect himself from the onslaught of deadly things and magic. How was he supposed to protect a prince? Inching backwards, he tripped again on the damn sheets, landing on his while Jeonghan woke up.

“.” His voice cracked. “Why the hell is my throat so dry?” He let out a small groan, lifting himself on his elbows.

Quickly, Joshua moved forward putting a finger to Jeonghan’s lips. “Shh,” he hissed, “I somehow managed to wake you up but you need to be quiet. Whoever put you under the curse is watching us. Or was watching me.”

He nodded. Leaning closer, putting almost no space in between them, Jeonghan whispered. “It’s nice to finally see you in the flesh detective. I’m glad you got here in time.”

Joshua blinked, shocked at just how close they were and shocked at how he recognized the voice. “You’re the voice…” he said trailing off.

Smiling, Jeonghan nodded. “I am. Thank you for waking me up. But we have a witch to beat still.”

Joshua started to scramble. “That stupid crow is watching still. We need to go.” Dragging Jeonghan with him towards the door, he stopped as he heard a menacing voice. .

Ignoring the fact that Jeonghan had somehow wrapped his arms around Joshua’s waist, he turned around, clenching his teeth. .

She stood in the doorway, almost like a specter. Except she wore robes and emitted that ugly aura of black magic. “Where do you think you’re going with my fiancé?”

Fiancé? She must mean Jeonghan. She was the one who cursed the prince and now Joshua was also in the strike zone. .

“I was never your fiancé to begin with Hana,” Jeonghan answered her. “You were the only one who thought we were.”

Vibrating in anger, she moved towards them. Joshua shuffled backwards. The only other way out was through the window. .

“You were promised to me!” She snapped at him, eyes glowing an unnatural green color.

Jeonghan shook his head. “I choose who I marry. Not my family. Not your family and certainly not you.” He started reaching into Joshua’s shirt, which freaked him the hell out. “In fact,” taking out the necklace still around Joshua’s neck, that he had found in Jeonghan’s statue, “the one who wears this pendant, and isn’t rejected by the magic within, is the one who I marry. Family tradition and all.” He said it so blithely. Like the one with the dark magic who cursed him to an eternal sleep and was devastating the area around them wasn’t right in front of them.

Oh . Oh dear. .

She screamed at them, the walls of the tower shaking.

And that was their cue to leave the tower, retreat until they figured out what to do next. Grabbing onto Jeonghan, Joshua ran to the window ledge and launched them out of the window. Jeonghan wrapped his arms around Joshua, and Joshua prayed that the water below was monster free and deep enough to not kill them.