Meeting powerful beings who can help you or hurt you, meeting odd creatures and making new friends, and helping those who deserve to be together to be. Two Kings and one woman take this journey together. Who will she end up with and what are her choices. Will she ever return home or will this new place be her new home. Battles, lies, trust, and survival in the Underground for one woman from the Above. This is that story.

Chapter 1

Her head was spinning as she opened her eyes slowly to reveal it was nighttime and she was outside. How odd, she thought to herself as her senses started to come back to her. Last thing she remembered was that she had been in her apartment, sitting in front of the TV and eating some chips. She noticed that she was lying on a bush of all things, as she started to feel the leaves and branches poke at her in different places on her body.

She sat up blinking slowly still in a daze and the dizziness started to faded as she blinked.

From what she could make of things was that she was in some kind of garden. A very nice garden infect, she saw stone walk ways, rose bushes with different kinds/colors, a slight smell of flowers in the breeze, the breeze was even a slightly warm against her cheek, and she saw nicely trimmed shrubs all around her. It wasn't easy getting out of the bush due to her large dress. That wasn't right, she hadn't been in a dress. It had been a very long day at work and she had put on her favorite sweats. The dress was exquisite though; it shimmered lightest to darkish blue. The dress was corseted and had crystals sewn into its bodes, which gave it a light shimmer. It being night she thought it was quite bright for her to see all this detail even with a full moon. She looked up to see that there was a full moon but that there was not just one but two moons in the sky.

That's when the shock and reality hit her, if her memory served her right earth only had one moon. She started away from the bush only to get caught up on it. She thought it was her dress but it was her hair instead. She took large of amounts of dark silky red hair in he hands. Her hair was always a natural dark blood red as she liked to prefer to it. She was always asked if she was a hair model. There was so much of it. Her hair had to be falling to her hips at least. Part of it stuck to the bush she managed to get it freed. She shook her head, she didn't have long hair. She had very short hair; this wasn't good this wasn't good at all. How could her hair get this long? How long had she been lying in that bush?

All of this was just so confusing. Was she awake, asleep, or even dead? No, no she felt very much alive. This had to be some weird dream. All she was missing... she started looking around that's when her hearing must have came back because she heard beautiful music and she saw stairs that led up to a very large entrance. The windows were lit and she could see people's shadows dancing past them. She swallowed hard as she looked up, up and up the stonewalls of the very large castle that lay before her.

"Shit…"

That's when a man and a woman came stumbling out from out of nowhere and right into her," hey." she said as she stumbled forwards slightly, she turned to them to tell them to watch where they were going but they of course were completely wasted by the looks of it. She clearly saw a bottle in the man's left hand. They were both period appropriate dressed. They were not wearing jeans and t-shirts. There dress had to be like 1800's or something like that. The man had his hand around the waist of quite a busty young woman. Her golden locks pulled up onto her head and small little ringlets cascading down quite nicely to frame her face. They made quite the picture.

" What are you.. doing…doing out here." The man slurred.

"I don't know and I don't know where this is?" she shrugged confused. Clearly knew that they probably wouldn't understand a word she just said.

The female giggled, " How can you not know where you're at silly." as she waved her well manicured hand at her.

Lilly shook her head, " Never mind, I think I will just go in an ask someone else." she turned away from the two drunks and made her way to the castle stairs. They didn't follow her, which she wasn't sure if that was a blessing or not. She just heard their giggles starting to fade off as she made her way towards the large castle before her.

She stumbled a few times, never one for dresses or high heels it made it quite hard to navigate through the dark. Thankfully the stairs were not to steep or to many to walk up. As she got to the top of the stairs she was hoping someone would have been outside but there wasn't. She really hated to crash this rich person's party or whatever was going on but she needed answers. She walked through the doors; she noticed that there were hard marble floors and how smooth they were. They almost twinkled like stars; the room had candles through out burning bright enough to light the entire ballroom with its ornate arched ceilings. She shook her head at all the elegance, the paintings, the beauty of all the outfits, and was she on a movie set. Was this some new reality show where they kid nap you and put you back in the 1800's. She shook her head again, this person had to be really rich to have such large elegant chandeliers " there electric bill must be very expensive, " she looked for the nearest person. A young man was leaning against one of the golden pillars. His dark brown hair was nicely tide back, and he was dressed in dark brown and gold. He was dressed just as the others were very elegantly.

She walked over to him, " Excuse me sir." she waited he didn't turn around. She cleared her throat," Hmph, sir excuse me." he still ignored her. She tapped him on the shoulder and he turned around with a smile on his tanned face his bright blue eyes gleaming but then his smile faded and his eyes turned harsh.

Oh no she thought what have I done. He immediately pulled out his sword that was at his side that she did not remember him having a few moments ago. He hissed, " Valdeanian!!!" he pointed his sword at her.

"What the..." she backed away.

Others heared what the man had said and she now had a small but growing crowed around her. She noticed all the men had weapons and there swords where out. The man came closer to her with his sword and getting closer to her by the minute, " Wait." he stopped as she put her hand out in front of her, " There must be a big misunderstanding here. I just wanted to know where..."

"Be quite spy!" he cut her off and by this time the music stopped. " Your glamour wore off, we see you as you are Valdeanian spy. However did you get past the guards?" he spat, bringing his swords tip very close to her throat. She knew if she moved even and inch he would kill her.

She was going to answer this crazy nut job, " I woke up in the bushes."

He looked at her confused for a moment by her comment, " what kind of answer is that? Do not mock me, answer or it will be your life? Answer me now? " He gritted his teeth, which were pointed his blue eyes flashing dangerously at her.

Just what was she going to answer this mad man. Any answer she would give would surely make her loose her life. Just then a silky and musical voice spoke up, " What is going on here Seave?" She turned and saw the group part and a man dressed in dark blue jacket, dark pants that looked almost painted to his legs, and dark shiny knee high boots. They fit him just right, that man had a very good tailor and why would she be thinking of that when she was about to be run through with a sword, of all things. His hair was spiked silverish blonde. It reminded her of some 80-rock star. His eyes were very commanding and mismatched one blue and one green from what she could tell from where she was standing. She could be wrong but she found she couldn't stop staring at him. There was something about him.

Something she couldn't put a words too. She felt cold and warm all over. She shook her head braking eye contact with him that was besides the point could he get her out of this or was he going to help kill her. Was this one of those underground clubs where they take a person dress them up and then torcher them all night long. She at that point hoped not. She found herself looking at him again, his skin was smooth and almost iridescent it had a healthy youthful glow to it but he seemed to be a lot older then what he looked like. He looked like a model and she couldn't stop watching him as he walked over to them. Even his walk commanded authority, a coiled power just waiting to be released. He only looked at her for only a moment, then proceeded to the man who held her at sword point. What was she expecting she always thought she was pretty but to these other woman here she looked like an old trash lady. Everyone in the room was beautiful and what was she, normal. She was stuck in a room full of super models. She was surprised he even looked at her. She was so loosing it at this point. Her life was at stack and this is all she could think about.

The man put his free hand to his chest and lowered his gaze for a moment, " your majesty I have just come across a spy. She may have been sent here to kill you." he looked back at Lily with such hatred.

As for the man called Seave, yes he was good looking no doubt but he didn't compare to the man he just called king. She just realized what he said, "What!!!I was not..." she was once again cut off.

"Do not address our King in such a way you Valdeanian whore." he raise his sword up to hit her with the end of it.

She put her hand up to protect herself from his blow and shut her eyes in waiting to the impact only there was none.

"Now, now Seave lets not jump to conclusion and she meant no harm. She was just trying to explain herself." As Jareth dropped the mans hand. She looked up to see that the king had stopped Seave from hitting her.

Jareth turned to her, " Explain yourself Valdeanian woman." As he crossed his arms over his lean but a strong chest. One raised eyebrow at her.

Lily let out a breath, she tired to go to her knees, which she found to be quite hard to do, and a lot of them laughed at her. She just thought he would be more willing to listen to her it she did the whole groveling thing that peasants did in movies to their king. She looked at the ground assuming she wasn't allowed to look him in the face. That and well he was just so beautiful and she wanted to be able to talk. She picked a part on his dark shiny boot. She let out a deep breath, " Your majesty." breathed out slowly if she didn't say this right and convince him she wasn't a spy she was sure to be dead. At this point it didn't matter she felt he wouldn't listen.

It just reminded her of how the day had gone for her, she had been over looked again at work for a promotion, she hadn't dated in ages, her car broke down that week in heavy traffic, and the guy said it would take a month to get the part she needed to get the car fixed. Not to mention that the part cost more then the car. She had to take the subway for an hour and then a bus for another hour just to get home. It just wasn't her day," I found myself outside in one of your bushes. I came in here to ask where I was. I do not know who or what a Valdeanian is but I assure you your majesty I am not one. I am a human from earth, you probably don't know where earth is or have ever head of it. I know I am not on earth anymore, because you guys have two moons, earth only has one. All I wanted to know was where am I? And if someone could get me home?" There was nothing. Everyone in the room was quite she couldn't even hear anyone breathing.

She kept looking at he ground there were no reflection in the smooth tan marble only the soft movement of the golden veins in the marble. How that was possible was odd to her. It reminded her of someone's veins pumping blood through out the body. Just as she started to raise her eyes to his boots he spoke.

" Put her in the dungeons." with at that her head shot up and she saw him walking away from her. Two men who looked like body builders dressed in what looked like very roman like clothing came over and picked her up right off the floor and started marching her off the other directions. She glanced over at Seave whose sword was now gone and he looked at her once with a mixed expression.

Lily didn't protest she did as they told her this wasn't a movie and she wasn't going to put up a fight. Even if she did she felt her karate classes wouldn't help her, she was only a yellow belt and not a very good one at that. These guys weren't the kind you messed with as she looked from one to another. Where were they taking her again, he had said the to the dungeons. What she remembered from books and movies. The dungeon was not a good place to be. They took her down corridors and down stairs. As she went from rooms to corridors they were all elegantly decorated with golds, blues, reds, and cream colors. To more darker brownish rooms she knew this must be were servants worked and then there was two large doors, two large men stood by them and then opened them for them to walk through. When she went into this large dark corridor it was wet stone with only torches every so often. There was moss growing on the walls it felt colder in the corridor. How she hated to be came to the end and started down a spiraling narrow staircase going single file till they got to the bottom. As she pasted one wall she swore she saw something staring at her.

Then finally they stopped at a large wooden door that looked like the rest and she knew this was where she was going to be staying for how long she didn't know. One thing she knew this was a place where people went to be forgotten. It unlocked all on its own and opened. She looked at the two men they just stared straight ahead like statues. They didn't say a word to her. She saw only darkness before her she went in and then the door shut behind her. They left her there in the dark. She had hoped they would leave her with some kind of light but they didn't. They left her to find her own way, life was unfair and she just had to deal with it. She walked slowly and straight ahead and hoped she didn't fall. She hoped there wasn't some kind of whole in the ground. She thought to herself if there was that would be an easy way to get rid of someone. She finally after what felt like forever into the room till she hit the slimy wall or what she thought was the wall." this is so gross." she muttered.

She turned away from it and sat down. It didn't take long for her to feel the cold wet floor underneath her. It socked her lovely dress; she thought it such a shame to destroy such a beautiful dress. It made her think why would anyone go to so much trouble to put her into something so beautiful if to put her down in some dungeon to sit there to die alone. Anyways she was now wet and cold. " Just great." she muttered again. She rested her forehead on to her bent knees.

She was going to die down here. Cold, alone, and forever forgotten. Not the way she pictured the end of her life being or her day.

"What!!!!"

"Sir your temper." a silver haired man said next to him.

The man gripped the thrones arms tightly and took a few breaths, " what...do you mean, you lost her." he said through gritted teeth.

The little bearded man fidgeted, " Well your majesty....you see the magic you require of me its...well complicated. You wanted her to be dressed and ready

to come to the ball. You wanted her to look representable. That and traveling to the Underground from the Aboveground is kind of tricky. Only Faes can truly master it and well only royalty seem to… be able to do it well. I must have got the spell wrong and well she is here technically just not here at the castle." the little man again fidgeted and twirled the end of his beard around his knobby little finger.

His piercing blue eyes glowed blue at that very moment. He got off his throne and walked over to the small troll and brought his face down to his level. " Snordoff, what...do..you mean by here but not."

Nervously laughing, " she is in the Underground your majesty… but I believe the last place I tracked her too was past the Valdeanian Mountains to the South." he tried to back away.

The king turned away from a moment but then grabbed the man pulling him up to his full height. The troll's feet a good four feet off the ground, " are you telling me Snordoff that she is in the fae territory? That my beloved Lily is with the enemy."

The troll almost loosing consensus, since he was after all being strangled by his shirt, " Yes.." he managed to squeaked out.

The king through him like you would throw a piece of paper into a waist bin. The troll hit the stonewall of the thorn room with a sickening thud. " Put him in the dungeon." His blue eyes looking into the darkness of his throne room in thought of what to do next.

"Tiery, send for Leela. I need her eyes and ears, I need her talent to find my queen at once." with that he dissolved like a thick mist out of the room.