"I'll talk to Baba and see if you can help out Mystic. You'll be sore for the first couple days you help out though." She splashes him back before he lays his head on her shoulder. She catches the faint scent of salt water drifting up from his hair. She sigh in contentment, only to startle when an exhausted seagull plops into Mystic's lap. She catches sight of the black pearl necklace with the charms attached. She tips her head for Mystic to put it on. The pearls feel cold against her skin for a second. She returns his kiss. She looks at the ruffled seabird still sitting in the prince's lap. "Somehow I think that Baba and Mama won't put up to much of a fight about him staying around until he's fit to fly." She nuzzles into him this time. "I love you Mystic. Don't you ever forget that." She can feel the air cool down as the sun finally sinks below the horizon and the first stars peek out.