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The Ember Island sunsets were one of the most beautiful sunsets you had ever seen. Every evening, the sky would be splashed with different colors, today the sky was bleeding a soft orange melting into a dark sapphire in places, little lilac clouds scattered about, it all made your fingers etch for water paints. But after about 18 sunsets and 12 paintings, you had begun feeling that a sunset was rather boring if not shared with someone.

When Yuta had dropped in at your mansion announcing a beach vacation, you had thought he would be there too. Unfortunately, Mr. Pendragon had been called away by some random emperor again the moment ya'll had set foot on the island. Apparently, the stupid witch of the waste was brewing trouble... Again. You knew that the whole vacation extravaganza was a lame excuse to keep you at the moving castle so that Howl could keep you near him until all your powers were back. But he was just too much of a hopeless romantic to admit to that, and he knew you'd only get angry if he tried to patronize you directly. Although you would hardly admit it, you could really do some time away from your routine, where without your powers, life had become an endless circle of cooking, cleaning, and reading. Your mastery over fire was something out of folktales. They had made legends over you, scared kids into sleeping early under your name. It was a kind of glory you didn't expect to stripped away that easily. So it just made you angrier.

You weren't exactly the kind old witch that made healing potions. you had the kind of power that scared people. Now when you accidentally burned down half a village and the temple of a local deity while chasing a murderer, the deity just might have cursed you to sit flame-less until next monsoon. 

Okay... maybe you did need to learn a little self control, sign up for an anger management workshop while you were at it. You had encountered crappy situations all your life, but sitting powerless at a beach while the witch of the waste raged around was an all-time low.

Here at the castle, Calcifer took care of everything, so today you had decided to take a walk around the ember island. Only, Ember island was a very touristy place, so in every direction you looked, you saw couples on their honeymoons squished together, tongues down each other's throats. It had made you bitterly walk back to the castle fuming. It had been two weeks since Yuta had been called away and you were a thought away from visiting the king's palace yourself.

I apologize your highness, but my boyfriend and I are losing out on too much quality time for me to give a rat's ass about your royal problems.

Without magic, everything in your life had slowed down by a mile. You had never realized how dependant you were on magic until you had to live without it.

Yuta seemingly lived a human life, cooking and cleaning all by himself, you, on the other hand, realized you could no longer jinx your plate to clean itself and almost threw a fit. It was all too frustrating.

You were half jealous that Yuta could go around being his wizard self and half sad that he wasn't here with you. You felt a white bolt of anger in her stomach, you were bored, tired without magic, and if you must admit a little needy. Maybe you should go around burning down imperial courts once your powers were back.

Your fingers dug tighter into the railing overlooking the sliver waters of embers island, you could feel your blood boil even without the usual hellfire within it. You were so far into her rage, that you didn't hear the quiet footsteps behind you.

You were going to yank that witch by her hair and burn her at a stake. Only when he actually wrapped his hands around you that you jumped. Your heart rate going from casual walk to 100-meter dash. But Yuta just held you tighter. He knew you found back hugs embarrassing but just loved seeing you flustered.

He nuzzled his face into your hair, and the white bolt of anger melted as quickly as it had appeared. You felt his full lips press against your neck as he murmured, "Sorry love, the traffic was crazy."

You felt goosebumps flood your body as his deep voice drummed into your ear. Chuckling, you turned around to face him. He always looked at you so adoringly, his eyes shining with just a glint of disbelief. As if he still couldn't believe he was holding you for real. You always found that rather flattering. The king and the witch suddenly became very small nuisances, fading as he laced his long sleeves around your waist pulling you against his chest.

With a content sigh, you ran your fingers through his long midnight bangs, tucking them behind his ear. Cupping his face you leaned into him, pressing your lips on his for only a fleeting moment, "Guess we'll have to make up for all the lost time then." you murmured against his mouth. You only caught a glimpse of his grin, before he pulled you in for a deeper kiss. One of his hands trailed down your lower back as the other glided into your hair, angling your head against his mouth. His kisses were always so diligent, passionate trembling lips, murmuring praises, small acts of worship. Your hands ran down his tone arms, you could feel the deep calling for him quell from your body like a rising tide.

Well, you thought before you lost yourself completely, this vacation isn't all that bad.