Kurt felt right having Blaine in his arms. He had known him for such a short time, but he knew his feelings for him were real and strong. The problem was he just kept almost losing him, he hoped that all of that was over now that William was gone, but just encase he felt like he should keep his arms around Blaine a little longer. 

Blaine melted into his hold, his hands holding firmly onto Kurt's back, but then he felt Blaine tense and Kurt moved his head from against Blaine's neck to look him in the face. He's golden eyes were troubled and sad and Kurt's followed Blaine's line of sight. 

Burt stood there with a grave look on his face. He was dressed as Sultan again and Kurt smiled. Finally slipping his arms from Blaine so he could go tackle his dad with a hug instead. 

“He's gone.” Kurt said joyfully. ‘William is gone!”

Burt chuckled and held Kurt rubbing his hand against his back. “I'm sorry I ever let him into our lives.” He said somberly. Kurt just squeezed his eyes tight and hugged him harder. He had his dad back. 

Kurt turned when he heard Blaine talking behind him. He and the Genie were off to the side talking to each other and seemingly fighting. Both he and his dad walked over. 

“Just wish to stay a prince.” He heard the Genie say under his breath. “You can still be with him.”

“I can't Genie.” Blaine answered. “I don't want to lie anymore and I made you a promise besides-" But then he stopped and they both looked at Kurt and his dad, just now noticing their approach. 

“Who are you son?” Burt asked looking at Blaine.

Kurt's jaw clenched in worry. He had already figured this out on his own. Blaine was… Blaine. He wasn't a prince; he was the orphan Kurt had met the first time. He must have somehow come across the Genie and wished to be a prince. What would happen if the truth came out? Kurt didn't want to lose him now because of some stupid law.

Blaine opened his mouth to speak but Kurt spoke faster. “This is Prince Devon, father.” Kurt said looking pointedly between his dad and Blaine. 

Blaine looked at Kurt with a small grateful smile but then he shook his head. “I can't.” He glanced at the Genie who somehow looked hopeful and a little upset at the same time. 

“I'm not a prince.” Blaine said. “I wished to be one, but that went away when William got all of that power, he made me… just Blaine again.”

“Blaine?” Burt said. “And who is Blaine?”

“A poor orphan.” Blaine answered. “I'm no prince. I… I live on the streets. I only wished to be a prince, not to trick you but because…” He closed his eyes for a moment and let out a long breath. “Because I love your son so much.” He opened his eyes again and looked at Kurt giving him a little helpless shrug. “I'm sorry Kurt.” 

Kurt shook his head, trying to hold back tears. He didn't care who Blaine was, he only needed him to be a prince so they could be together. “It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter to me, you were always just… you to me and I love you.”

“But you're not a prince.” The Sultan said. 

“Dad please.” Kurt said, imploring his father with his eyes.

“I can't be something I'm not.” Blaine shook his head, sounding broken. “I… don't want to say goodbye to you Kurt, but-“

Kurt didn't wait for him to say anything more, instead he rushed to Blaine and then Blaine was in his arms again. Blaine tilted his face and captured Kurt's lips in a kiss. Kurt whimpered into it and clung to Blaine, bunching the cloth of his vest in his hands. Blaine had his hands on Kurt's neck and in his hair holding him as close as possible. They gasped desperately clinging to each other, it was like they both were afraid this would be the last kiss they ever shared. 

When they broke apart Kurt couldn't keep his eyes off of Blaine even as Blaine backed up away from him. He watched as he turned to the Genie. 

“And now to do what I should have done before.” Blaine walked to where the Genie's lamp was laying on the floor and lifted it towards the Genie. The Genie watched him with wide eyes. 

“Genie, for my third wish…”

“You don't have too.” The Genie said. 

“Blaine please.” Kurt added. 

Blaine closed his misty eyes like a man about to jump off a cliff. “Genie! I wish you free!”

There was no rumble of the ground no flash of light, nothing big or loud and meant to impress. Instead the Genie just floated up in the air a few feet and then the gold cuffs on his wrist popped off and fell to the floor with a clang. The Genie spun in the air and then was slowly placed down on the ground. 

He looked different. It was still obviously the same person, gold earrings, dark strip of hair going down his head, broad chest and muscular arms, but now his flesh was a dark golden tan. He looked human.

The Genie looked down at his hands and then patted his body. “Oh my god…” He said and then looked up at Blaine. “Quick! Wish for something! Anything!” 

“I… Um… Okay.” Blaine said and smiled. “Genie, I wish for the Nile!” 

“NO!” The Genie shouted at him. “Ha! No. Nope, no way man!” And then he held his stomach and started to laugh heartily. 

“So you're not a Genie anymore?” Blaine asked. 

“Doesn't seem like it.” The Genie said with a big smile.

Blaine crossed his arms and tilted his head, “Then what should I call you?”

“Puck.” The Genie answered holding out his hand. “You can just call me Puck.” 

The two men looked at each other for a moment then Blaine ignored his hand and just gave him a strong hug instead. 

“I'm so happy for you.” Blaine said as he pulled away. 

Kurt wanted to be happy; he could see that something wonderful had just happened, but the Genie's freedom meant that Kurt was going to lose the man he loved. He hated to interrupt, but he could stand silent any longer.  

“What happens now?” He hated how soft and vulnerable his voice came out. 

Blaine looked at him and then glanced at the Sultan. Burt's face was unreadable. 

“You have to marry a prince.” Blaine said ,his voice scratchy. 

Kurt shook his head. “I won't. I won't do it. I was never going to marry someone I didn't love. And I love you Blaine.” 

Blaine hung his head and ran his fingers through his curly hair. “Kurt… I ” His voice broke, “I don't...” 

Kurt's heart plummeted. He knew there was nothing Blaine could do, nothing he could do, but this couldn't really be goodbye. 

Burt cleared his throat and Blaine, the Genie, and Kurt all turned to look at him. 

“Do you know why that law was set?” The Sultan asked and the three of them just blinked at him. “It was to strengthen relations between kingdoms and ensure that no ruler had to rule alone.”

He took his turban off and rubbed his hand over his head. “It seems to me after years of William controlling me what this kingdom needs is to strengthen itself. Our relations with other nations are fine, it is my people who need help. And who better to help them than you Kurt?” 

Burt looked at his son with pride. “You remind me of your mom, strong and brave and loving.” He then turned to Blaine. “And you are good, and honest and you love my son, don't you?”

“Very much.” Blaine answered his voice almost hoarse with hope. 

“Well who better to help Kurt reach the people than one of them?”

“What…” Kurt started, it sounded like his dad was saying… but if he let his hopes rise now only to be crushed he wouldn't be able to bear it. “What are you saying dad?”

“I'm saying that law is archaic and well, dumb. And I'm Sultan aren't I? I say that from this day forth the Royal Heir can marry whomever he chooses!” 

Kurt heard the Genie whoop in joy, but Kurt couldn't seem to even move. After all this time of fighting against this law his dad was actually going to change it and that meant… that meant… Kurt turned his stunned gaze from his father to Blaine who looked back at him with an equally overwhelmed look on his face. 

“Blaine!” Kurt all but shouted. “I chose Blaine!” He laughed as he rushed to Blaine who caught him in his arms spinning him around.

 “I chose you.” Kurt said as he slid back to the ground. He glanced at Blaine's lips and then kissed him. This kiss was the opposite of their last kiss, it was slow and sweet and perfect, without fear or desperation, their lips moving together easily. 

Burt chuckled and then walked over to Puck. “I bet you have a lot of stories.” He said, hand on his back. “Why don't we give these two a moment and you can tell me about yourself.”

Puck and the Sultan walked away leaving Kurt and Blaine to themselves.

“I love you Blaine.” Kurt whispered against his skin. 

“I love you.” Blaine said his golden eyes sparkling. 

“Do we get to tell Mike that you get to be Sultan now, instead of him?” Kurt said with a wink. 

“I never did this just to become Sultan.” Blaine said in a rush. “I hope you know that. I just wanted a chance with you.” 

“Of course I do.” Kurt said. He placed a sort soft kiss to Blaine's cheek. “But I still think we are going to be so good for the Kingdom together.”

Blaine smiled so big his eyes scrunched up and he sighed happily like he just didn't know what to say.

Kurt rested his forehead against Blaine's and thought of all the good thing could do together, thought of all the things they would share and the time they had. He brought their lips together again, he finally had Blaine as his own and he was never going to lose him again.