As Spyro was on Cynder's trail to her and Spyro's room, Flame and Ember were sitting in silence with their thoughts differing from one another.
"Cynder has to fight me eventually. And when that time comes, it is I who will win." Ember remarked to herself.
"I have to apologize to Spyro. Just because I can't have love doesn't mean he shouldn't." Flame felt sorry for nearly killing Spyro.
Back in the Royal Couple's room, Cynder was laying down on the bed trying to think of a diplomatic way to resolve her issues with Ember. Spyro found the room and knocked lightly on the door with a soft, caring tone. "Cynder, are you there? I'm not mad about what happened at dinner. Just … please open up."
Cynder walked over and opened the door. A silent minute filled the air when they were together. "This whole situation is -" Spyro started a conversation with Cynder. "Like Flame said, a mess."
Cynder finished his words for him. Spyro got the message of "I don't enjoy seeing that side of you" across with a kiss. "Please don't be like this, Cynder. I like this side of you, right now." Spyro softly whispered to Cynder.
"I know." Cynder teared up.
For the first time in their lives, Spyro and Cynder slept in the same bed.