Blaine sat on the soft, plush bed provided for him in the guest quarters. Despite the beautiful room he'd been given Blaine had hardly slept a wink. He didn't get back to his quarters until the sun was already rising, after spending most of the night traveling on the carpet with Kurt and then being kidnapped by the guards and the confirmation with William. He had also explained to the Sultan and Kurt that some of the Royal Guards may be loyal to William, the Sultan said he'd take care of it. 

By time he got back he should have been so exhausted that he'd fall right to sleep. He was exhausted, but he couldn't sleep. He just kept thinking about how Kurt's father had told him that some day he would rule as Sultan with Kurt. 

The thought left him anxious. After all the time he had spent dreaming of what life would be like in the palace here he was! But that didn't mean he was ready to rule. He was just a poor orphan, he'd never actually wanted to be Sultan, he just wanted to be with Kurt. 

He changed into a fresh pair of clothes and then sighed and fell back on his bed. “I can't be Sultan, especially if it means continuing to lie to Kurt about who I am. But I can't tell the truth because then they'll know I'm not a prince!” Blaine groaned and grabbed the lamp from his turban.  He rubbed it and the Genie pooped out. 

“Blaine! Blainey boy. My Blaine-a-kins!” 

“Um…” Blaine looked at the Genie with a smile and a lifted eyebrow.

“Hey! I'm in a good mood.” The Genie said. “You got the boy, the bad guy is on the run. Not bad right?”

Blaine bit his lip and nodded.

“And let me see here…” The Genie continued. “You used one wish to become a prince and one wish to avoid becoming fish food. Hummm… what does that mean?” He stroked his chin and winked at Blaine. 

“I've used two of my three wishes.”

“Ah ha!” The Genie whooped. “And that means…?”

“Genie.” Blaine said standing from the bed. “If I wish you free what does that mean happens to my statues as prince?”

“If?” The Genie asked. “If you wish me free?”

Blaine's stomach sank, he hated this. “What would happen?”

“Well, I don't know. I've never been wished free before.” The Genie said a little sarcastically, “But I would assume that'd mean my magic was gone, I mean… you wouldn't be my Master anymore would you?”

“Meaning all the fancy clothes and the entourage I came with would be gone. Meaning that the charm that makes people see me as Prince Devon would be gone. Meaning I would just be Blaine?”

“Hey man,” The Genie said kindly. “Blaine is a great guy. There's nothing wrong with being Blaine.”

“Yes there is!” Blaine said throwing his hands in the air and pacing. “I wouldn't be a prince, and that means…” He turned to look at the Genie with sad eyes. “I'd lose Kurt.” 

“So… What are you saying?” 

“I'm sorry Genie, I want too, but I can't wish you free.” 

The Genie stood stunned for a moment and then his face twisted in hurt and anger. “Of course not! Of course! Why would I have thought you'd do something for me? Who cares about a Genie! Well thanks for nothing! You're just a liar anyway aren't you? You've lied to everyone else and you'll continue to lie, I was beginning to feel left out!” He said, his whole body was trembling and it actually looked like this big tough Genie was about to cry.

“Genie…”

“No. I'm done with you.” The Genie finished and with a poof of smoke he returned to his lamp.

“Genie. Genie I'm so sorry… I don't want it to be like this… I…” He closed his eyes as a sinking feeling took over him. Who was he? This wasn't him. He didn't hurt his friends. He placed the lamp down on the bed. “I have to fix this.” He said. 

“Blaine?” He turned and saw Kurt standing by the door. Wearing pale blue pants and a tunic to match, his hair was swooped up and a crown was on his head. He looked incredible. “Come on.” He said reaching out his hand to Blaine. “My father has an announcement.”

Blaine nodded slowly and then took his hand following him down a hall way to meet the Sultan. Blaine had to do what was right, he'd made up his mind. It was going to hurt so much, but he couldn't keep lying to the people he cared about. 

“Kurt.” He said seriously. “I have something I need to tell you.”

They stopped right outside of a set of curtains. Kurt  tilted his head and looked at him and then placed a hand softly on his cheek. “What's wrong?” 

Blaine closed his eyes and covered Kurt's hand with his own enjoying the warm press of Kurt's skin against his own, he was going to savor this moment because it was going to be one of the last he had with Kurt. Finally he opened his eyes again to see Kurt looking at him worriedly. 

“Kurt I…"

“Kurt! Blaine!” Burt said coming through the curtains with a huge smile. “It's time.” 

Kurt smiled at Blaine. “I'm want to hear what you have to say Blaine.” He said squeezing his hand. “We'll come back to this, promise. But first we have to do something.” He pulled him forward following his father through the curtains where they came out on a balcony overlooking the city square. 

“My people!” The Sultan shouted lifting his arms. “I am happy to tell you that my son, Prince Kurt has chosen a suitor!” 

The people below them cheered and Blaine started to feel sick to his stomach. 

“I present to you, Prince Devon!”

Kurt nudged him forward and suddenly he was standing before the entire city as they cheered and chanted his name. He was in so much trouble. 

He turned to glance at Kurt who had such a look of happiness on his face that Blaine's heart broke a little. 

“Kurt.” He said desperately.

Then before he could say anything else there was a crash and several cries of fear from the people below and the balcony filled with smoke as the ground trembled. Kurt grabbed Blaine's hands and tugged him close. 

“I keep almost losing you.” Kurt said as the smoke started to clear. “Whatever is happening please stay close to me.

Blaine coughed and nodded and then gulped down a quick breath as the smoke cleared. There standing on the balcony was William.  

“William!” The Sultan shouted. “What do you think you're doing you can't-“” But before he could finish the Sultan was lifted off of his feet into the air.

“Dad!” Kurt shouted. They watched as the Sultan's clothes spun around him and then slid over to William reshaping to fit him and dress William as Sultan. Burt was left in the clothes of a peasant

“What happening!” Kurt shouted. “Guards arrest this vile betrayer!”

“That's Sultan Vile Betrayer to you!” William said with a smirk.

Blaine reached for the lamp to make sure he had it, but he didn't he'd left it on the bed back in his rom. It hit him what must be going on. “Oh no. No, no no.”

“Look what I found.” William said staring straight at Blaine and lifting up the Genie's lamp.

“No no no.” Blaine said stunned. Kurt tightened his grasp on Blaine's hand but neither of them had a chance to say anything more as the trembling increased and then they looked up to see a gigantic, fierce looking Genie lifting the palace up into the air to set in high on a nearby hill.

"Oh my god." Kurt said fear in his voice. "What is that?" 

"A Genie." Blaine said feeling defeated.

"My Genie." William corrected and both Kurt and Blaine turned their gaze away from the Genie to look at William. "Now bow before your lord and Sultan!" 

Burt clenched his fist. "Never." 

"We will never bow to you." Kurt echoed, looking very much like his dad.

"Fine!" William bellowed, but if you won't bow before a Sultan than you will cower before a sorcerer!" 

He looked up at the Genie. "Genie, for my second wish, I wish to be the most powerful sorcerer in the world!"

"No! Genie dont!" Blaine cried. 

The Genie just shook his head. "Im sorry kid, I have a new master now." 

With another swirl of smoke Williams serpent head staff appeared brand new and looking more evil than ever. William clutched it in his hand, and then with a laugh he pointed it towards Kurt and the Sultan and they were instantly thrown to the ground, on their knees bowing before William. Kurt's hand had been yanked from Blaine's grasp. 

"Stop!" Blaine cried and then William set his sights on him zapping him with his staff so he was frozen in place, then he tilted Kurt's face up with the end of his staff.  

“Oh Prince, there's someone I so want you to meet.”

Blaine suddenly found himself lifted into the air his clothes swirling and transforming much like the Sultans clothes had. He could hear Kurt shouting his name but his arms were locked against his body and he was dangling upside down, his princely clothes returning to his own rags. 

“My I introduce, not Prince Devon, not a prince all, but the lowly worthless sewer rat, Blaine!” 

Kurt met Blaine's eyes looking confused. 

“Kurt, I wanted to tell you.” He started, but didn't get to say anymore. 

“I grow tired of you.” William said and then with a swing of his staff Blaine was whisked away to one of the towers of the palace, and then with a mighty jolt and a rumble the tower flew through the air far out of sight.

“NO!” Kurt yelled as the tower sped off to crash who knew where. “Please.” Kurt turned to William “Please, bring him back. Don't hurt him.” 

“Ah I see we've gone from ‘I will never bow to you!' to groveling quite quickly. 

William knelt down and looked Kurt in the eyes. “I like it when you grovel.”