Yona zips between tree trunks, her cloak flowing out behind her. Though her breathing is heavy, her smile gives away the game-

-Hak follows after the giggles with powerful strides from tree to tree. He could catch up in an instant, but he prefers to… he stops and watches her bound ahead, then with a wry smile he slips off to the right.

Yona slows as her laughing grows. She can't help it - she looks back over her shoulder to see him…

But there's only the forest.

Puzzled, she turns forward again-

"Ah!" She's been tackled.

Hak gracefully lands them on his back, she safely atop him. He holds her tightly as he goes on-

"Isn't it my line to make a joke, then run away? And what did you just say about my breakfast?"

Yona is laughing into his chest as she tries to get words out, "Pff... you never run away… you just stand there and I hit you."

Hak nods concession there.

"I wasn't joking about breakfast."

The shock on Hak's face…

"It's not your fault!" Yona amends, "It's the pregnancy. Your child may have good taste…"

Hak takes that on the chin, then, "Oh? And so it's also good to run through the woods like a wild animal for the pregnancy?"

A corner of Yona's mouth curls up, "You weren't complaining about me being a wild animal last night."

Hak lets out a breath as he smiles, "You drive me mad," shaking his head, "I love you. I love everything about you."

"I like giving you a hard time. You always end up right there."

Tracing his fingers over her lower back as he stares into her great amethyst eyes, "Trust me, I'm always there."

Yona's blushes ever-so-slightly - those lovestruck blue eyes still affect her right back - then she glances up toward the palace high above them, just beyond a clearing, "I'm really going to need you today. At my side."

Hak watches her curiously, "You've got it. ...are you worried?"

"A little. I haven't talked to Lili."

Hak begins pulling them up, "Then let's get you back."

Yona rises, her hand in his, and she looks up at him bittersweetly.

Back. Where last night ends and today begins. The moment their new journey must start - to infuse everything good and right that last night represented into their reign here from the palace. She and Hak agreed to reach for coronation, to ask the generals today to officially give them their support. Even though Yona is not like her father or Soo-Won. The generals will have to have faith in the royal blood that flows through her veins and that ruling this kingdom is her fate. That she and Hak will find balance.

Believe in us. Yona is deep in thought when she feels Hak stop.

Up ahead she sees it - half a dozen Sky Tribe soldiers where they shouldn't be. A messenger being sent off.

Yona can feel how tense Hak is, "Don't you dare," she begs, "You're not armed, Hak!"

"Don't move. I'll handle this - be right back."

Yona reaches to grab him, but he's already long gone.

All six warriors turn. Hak has the messenger pinned not far away.

The resulting fear on the warriors' faces says everything. Something has been seen that should not have been. And one way or another, there will be blood now.

They reluctantly draw their swords.

The vision of Yona's reaction…

"Yona!" Soo-Won bolts upright, sweating, shivers of terror down his spine.

He glances to the side in the dark room, his home since the war with Kai.

And there he is, his companion - Ik-Soo… sleeping like a baby... who drools.

Soo-Won stares at this roommate, I have these nightmares every night and he sleeps through them all? As always, he's either impressive or an idiot.

Ik-Soo wakes from Soo-Won's prodding, "...eh? What is it?"

"I saw it again. It was… more intense this time," Soo-Won rubs a temple, "We're not advancing fast enough. I'm ready to begin for the day."

Ik-Soo sits up, "It feels strange starting a lesson in patience at this hour."

Soo-Won sighs, "I'll never understand how people can spend so much time sleeping."

"Not everyone has nightmares."

Ik-Soo has Soo-Won outside filling water buckets at a well and bringing them back to the village for the elderly keeper of the bathhouse, Mitsuko.

Soo-Won eventually asks Ik-Soo to sit and watch as opposed to walking with him - the dark has been doing nothing to help Ik-Soo's coordination.

It's tedious work for Soo-Won. He's a strong man, it's no physical bother. However, he's used to the highest and best use of his abilities and this is just not it. Eventually he finds it easier to pass the time by letting his mind wander.

It took a while in this place before he was able to allow this. He had been afraid. For the longest time, his mind would only wander to dark places. To take a closer look at what hurt so badly inside. How wrong he'd been. How terrible he was. But one can't live like that. And Soo-Won has been in a place where the people have no intention of letting him die. Or leave.

Once he accepted that, his mind started wandering somewhere more constructive and very natural to him - manipulation. How could he, in this situation, achieve something meaningful? That's when the nightmares started. And that's when he knew - if there was any truth in the prophecy about Yona, then this was the message sent that he could choose to or not to act on. His part to play. His meaning.

And that is where his mind always wanders in a free moment now. How to reach Yona. He is going to save Yona and Hak. From a danger within the palace he knows far too well.

"Oh!" Soo-Won nearly tramples Mitsuko as he delivers the final bucket of water.

"My apologies, Mitsuko-san," Soo-Won quickly sets down the container as he helps her regain her balance, "I'm not myself today."

"It's alright, my dear," the white-haired, pock-faced grandma offers, "I like this you today. Your face just now was like the water you've been fetching me - still and clear."

Soo-Won wonders about that.

"...if you were thinking about one of our beautiful young maidens to marry, let Grandmother help you," she winks.

Soo-Won smiles as he innocently scratches the back of his head.

"Thank you for your hard work this morning," Ik-Soo moves to Soo-Won's side to save him, "Join me for a walk?"

Ik-Soo and Soo-Won sit at the familiar pool of water in the forest.

"I need to speak with her," Soo-Won gets right to it.

"That is not up to you or me," Ik-Soo glances up toward the sky.

"Then allow me to try… and the 'fate' you believe so firmly in will still do what it chooses."

Ik-Soo glances in Soo-Won's direction, "I can't let you leave yet."

"The dragons," Soo-Won suggests, "Let them take a message to her for me."

Ik-Soo nods, realizing it's time he let Zeno and Kija return to Yona's side, "Alright. A message - though it must be her choice what to do with it."

Ik-Soo can feel Soo-Won absorb that opportunity - his relief and hope. And Ik-Soo himself accepts: it's time to begin to tell this young man the truth that was always kept from him.

"Your father, too, suffered from his choices. In politics and war."

Affronted, Soo-Won corrects, "He was a proud warrior who did what had to be done for this country."

"That sentence won't bring you closer to the truth," Ik-Soo laments, "Your father suffered, but he did heal, Soo-Won."

Soo-Won's mind is rejecting the words - what does this man mean?! - and yet, a calm washes over his heart that gives him a peace that has tears in his eyes.

"You're often thinking about her, I can see it. You know Yona is special. You may have been too young to know it, but her mother also had the same gift in changing hearts."

Again, Soo-Won cannot mentally process the words, and yet his heart accepts them with ease. As though they were a pure truth that couldn't be denied, clicking into place.

"After what happened with Xing. The slaughter. Many things came to pass. All of which are known today as a different story. I don't know which to tell you first."

A crushing realization falls on Soo-Won. All of which are known today as a different story? No... no... it can't be possible. If that's true, then... "The dragons. I need to reach Yona. Immediately."

"Trust the gods. There are forces protecting her."

Soo-Won, trying to keep calm, but still processing, "If my father 'healed,' as you say, then why did King Il murder him?"

Ik-Soo looks out over the still, clear water, "He didn't."

Lili stands on one of the palace's many bridges, her chin cupped in a hand. She's been watching something in the distance. The look on her face both troubled and warmed.

In a courtyard next to a fountain, Jae-Ha plays his erhu - beautiful, calming music filling the stone, flower-lined expanse.

He hears her coming and can't help but joke as she arrives, "I've never liked being pursued. It takes away all the fun."

Lili's cheeks go pink, "Don't get the wrong idea because I keep coming to you looking for Yona. I only like older men."

Jae-Ha stops playing and considers, then turns to look at her, "I am older."

"No, I mean like way older. Like General Geun-Tae," Lili saves.

Jae-Ha chuckles, "That's your type? Then I'm safe. That man may be my complete opposite."

As Jae-Ha turns back to his instrument, Lili sits on the ledge of the fountain, micro-cringing at how awkward she's being.

"...how old are you, by the way?"

"Not your type," Jae-Ha explains, "Although, it seems you go younger if it's women…"

Lili frowns, "You shouldn't tease me about that when you're in love with her, too," and somehow that stings them both a little.

"I'm sorry," Lili is cringing again, unsure of what to do with her hands, her loud mouth, anything right now.

"It's OK, Dear," Jae-Ha admits, "It's true."

"...when I first met you, you seemed like a player. Always flirting with women and wandering off. What I'm trying to say is… I'm impressed that you love her. Because I can tell you really do."

"She wasn't the first."

Lili's head snaps around - she faces him in shock, "Who?!"

Jae-Ha laughs at this girl's intense interest, "A pirate."

Lili's eyes become wide orbs of wonder and Jae-Ha realizes he just had the opposite effect he was going for.

"A pirate? ...tell me, do you have a type then? Was she like Yona, too?"

Jae-Ha considers, "It would appear I'm taken with strong women."

"How dare you raise your swords at him!"

Yona marches out of the woods toward the men. She just caught a glimpse of something beyond them in the distance - and if she's put her hope in the right place, then what happens next will mark the beginning of change at this palace.