A/N: R&R please. Thank you for the constructive, albeit snarky, criticism.
I don't understand. I'd offered her everything she could have wanted: She'd have been my queen, ruling along side me. I changed time and turned everything around for her but still she refused me. What more could I give? What more did she want? I loved her. She must have seen that through everything. Only someone who loved her would go to such lengths to free her from that tedious, miserable world she lived in. Why? Why did she refuse me? I would do everything she asked, grant her every wish. I would reorder the stars and change night into day. All for her.
"She is too young." I opened my eyes. Before me stood Cassiopeia. Mist swirled around the bottoms of her dark purple dress. I sat across from her on a piece of crumbled ruin from the stair room on the platform where I had last seen... her. I sighed in exhaustion. I hadn't been lying when it said it was tiring living up to expectations. My hand covered my eyes as as I listened to my visitor.
"Sarah was too young to-"
"Please... Don't say her name," I said in a begging voice. Listen to me, King of the Goblins, begging. All because some girl had refused me. A beautiful girl, at that. Charming, inquisitive, tenacious, loving. I sighed again.
Cassiopeia continued, worry at my state etched in her face. "She didn't understand what you were offering her. You hadn't made your feelings very clear, either."
"What do you want?" I took my hand away from my face and loomed at her. Cold blue eyes stared at me from a classically proportioned face framed by dark, loose curls. Her hair was the same color as my beloved Sar- No. It hurts far too much.
"She'll come back, you know."
"What?" I asked in surprise at the sudden comment. Then the meaning of her words hit. She'll come back, I thought giddily. "When?"
"It will be some time before she arrives. She'll be a young woman."
My sudden happiness was pierced by a frightening thought. My face dropped in horror at the possibility that had arisen in my mind. I hoped against hope that cassiopeis could relive me of my fears.
"Will she remember me?" Her face fell slightly and then became a look of contemplation. After a tense moment, she answered
"I don't know. But you're not the sort of person one readily forgets," she added with a smile. I knew what she was doing: trying to lighten the mood. A small smile tweaked the corners of my mouth. Cassiopeia smiled in return. God- if there is a God- I hope she remembers me. I hope she remembers everything.
"I am sure she'll remember you, Jareth," Cassiopeia said softly. She walked over to me and pressed a kiss to the top of my head.
"Thank you, Sister," I said, still smiling slightly.
"You're welcome, Brother." I watched my sister disappear into the mist before pulling out one of my crystals. "Show me Sarah," I requested. I watched as a room appeared. My beloved Sarah stood in the center. She's so beautiful. I watched her clear her toys and childhood trinkets from her room for a few minutes before I put the crystal back in jacket.
Staring into the space surrounding me, I spoke softly.
"I'll be waiting, Sarah."
A/N: I know that I probably shouldn't capitalize "Brother" and "Sister" but it seemed fitting. I would love some constructive critisim and reviews, please. I hope you enjoyed it.