And this is what His Nibs gets for demanding a story out of me. A spin off, and light shed where it's not been before. I don't own Labyrinth, Sarah, Jareth, HOggle, Didymus, Ludo, or Toby, but everythign else is mine. Enjoy.
"No one will be able to defeat my Labyrinth," The king scoffed. "Even if he were able to find his way to the city, he would never get past my army."
"She," the card reader said, smug. "Someone really ought to put you in your place. It will be a girl who unriddles your Labyrinth." She shuffled the deck. "How would you like it if instead of being the king of a Summer Court as full of stolen children as fey you were, in fact, nothing more than the king of the Goblins?"
Before the king could respond, here were cries from outside. The king threw open the doors and saw his strongest men writhing in pain on the ground, the magic already working on them. "What have you done?"
She stood, turning to face him. "I made it very possible for her to defeat you. Only when you concede defeat and are able to ask for her love and receive it without demanding anything in return will the spell be reversed. She will spurn you though - every time. You, my dear hot-headed King, will have to be patient."
"You-!" The back of his hand crashed against the side of her face, sending her sprawling to the ground.
She grinned widely at him, blood coloring her mouth. "May everything you touch turn to rot," she snarled, spitting blood across his boots.
He grabbed her by her shoulder and neck. "Reverse your magicks. Now."
She died laughing in his arms.