Nine Tailed Fox and The Dragon (joongdunk fanfic)

Healing Touch

Dunk couldn't reply, the pain rendering him unable to form coherent words. He could only grit his teeth and endure as the memories assaulted his senses.

Sensing Dunk's distress, Joong quickly lifted him into his arms, casting a powerful spell to transport them to Phuwin's healing chamber.

Joong: "PHUWIN! PHUWIN!"

Pond and Phuwin rushed out of the chamber, their expressions turning grave as they saw Dunk's condition.

Joong's voice filled with anxious urgency.

Joong: "Phuwin, quickly take a look at Dunk."

Phuwin nodded, his skilled hands moving swiftly as he directed Joong to lay Dunk down gently on a nearby bed.

Phuwin: "Your Highness, Fifth Prince, quickly lay him down gently over there."

Phuwin wasted no time in assessing Dunk's condition, his brow furrowing in concern as he observed Dunk's pained expression.

Dunk's head throbbed with agony, his face contorted in pain as he struggled to find relief.

Joong stood by Dunk's side, his grip tight on Dunk's hand as he watched Phuwin work with a mixture of fear and hope.

As Phuwin examined Dunk, his expression grew more serious. He gently probed Dunk's temples, his movements precise as he assessed the extent of the pain.

Phuwin: "His condition is unstable. We need to act quickly."

Joong's heart clenched with worry as he watched Phuwin's assessment. He squeezed Dunk's hand reassuringly, offering what little comfort he could in the face of Dunk's suffering.

Phuwin: "Fifth Prince, can you hear me?"

Dunk's response was a pained groan, his eyes squeezed shut against the onslaught of memories and pain.

Phuwin: "We need to calm his mind and ease his pain."

With a focused expression, Phuwin began to chant a soothing incantation, channeling healing energy into Dunk's body. A soft glow surrounded Dunk as the magic worked to alleviate his pain and stabilize his condition.

Joong kept a steady presence by Dunk's side, offering words of encouragement and support as Phuwin continued his healing work.

After what felt like an eternity, Dunk's breathing began to slow, and the tension in his body gradually eased. The pain in his head subsided, replaced by a sense of calm as Phuwin's magic took effect.

Phuwin: "He should rest now. The worst has passed."

Relief washed over Joong as he watched Dunk's breathing even out, his features finally relaxed in peaceful sleep. Pond stood nearby, a hand on Joong's shoulder in silent solidarity.

Joong: "Thank you, Phuwin."

Phuwin nodded, a reassuring smile on his face.

Phuwin: "He'll need time to recover, but he should be fine now."

Joong nodded, his expression filled with determination.

Joong: "I will take him back to my chamber. I will take care of him."

Phuwin acknowledged Joong's decision with a respectful bow.

Phuwin: "Summon me if there is anything. Your Highness."

With that, Joong carefully lifted Dunk into his arms and carried him back to his chamber.