Disclaimer: I don't own anything associated with Labyrinth. Lilah and Marcus though, are mine, as is the High King.

Chapter 1: Beginnings

They were married. Jareth's head was spinning at the thought. After his thoughts cleared he looked at Sarah to see she was barely standing. He wrapped an arm around her waist to support her and looked to the High King Andareiks worriedly.

"Don't worry Jareth, she'll be fine. She's simply overwhelmed. After all, she just became one of us."

Jareth nodded but still looked concerned for his wife.

Andareiks muttered the final words over their still bound hands and then proceeded to remove the wrap. Both Jareth and Sarah's palms were healed but each now carried a thin white scar signifying their marriage and love.

Sarah was looking around blearily as this was happening before collapsing into Jareth's waiting arms.

"I'm sorry Jareth. I didn't think it would be quite that hard on her. She has been ill though so just let her get some rest."

Jareth nodded at the High King before lifting Sarah into his arms and turning to leave the room. At the last moment he turned and looked at the three fae standing there and at the child sitting to one side of the room.

"Thank you all for helping us. Please stay as long as you like."

Lilah shook her head. "No Jareth, we're all going soon, I'm just going to make sure Toby settles down in his room and then Marcus and I will be gone as will Andareiks. Now go and look after my sister-in-law," she smirked at him and he smiled back before leaving the room.

Xxx

Jareth carried Sarah to his chambers, now theirs, and with a wave of his hand she was dressed in pink and blue pyjamas she had brought with her from above ground and then put her into bed.

Once Sarah was settled Jareth sat on the bed beside her and stroked her hair back from her face.

"Not the ideal wedding night I had pictured," he muttered to himself. He then simply studied Sarah's features, seeing the subtle changes that had been part of her change.

Her hair was a little darker but had subtle red highlights, it was also a little longer. Her skin was a shade lighter and her features slightly more sculptured and refined. Other than that though she was the same Sarah, at least on the outside.

Sarah sighed in her sleep and began to stir. She opened her eyes, blinking rapidly against the brightness of the room until her eyes adjusted.

"Hey," she whispered.

"Hey yourself."

"We're married," Sarah said after a moment. A smile lit up her features and Jareth grinned in return.

"Yes my love. We're married, you're fae, and you are my Queen."

She looked at him as if only remembering those other two facts when Jareth spoke them.

"You're right. Now I believe this is part of our wedding night. I'm no expert but I believe there's one tradition for this night that I would very much like to take part in." She gave him a look that was shy, passionate and full of love and devotion.

He looked at her a moment before speaking. "Love, if you're not ready, or if you don't feel completely well we don't have to-"

She halted his next words with a kiss and then they were lost in exploration of one another well into the night.