A/N: To think it was a year ago when I first joined this site. And now I am back, my fair ones.

Jareth: And so have I. I have missed the reviews of my 'ego'

Erik: I hope you all enjoy this story greatly; my girls are in this one.

Elizabeth: They are mine, too. Finally I present to the readers: The Black Castle.

Once upon a time, there lived three sisters: Jasmine, Lydia, and Andréa. Andréa was the oldest at 25 years of age. Her hair was fire red with hints of blonde and orange. Her skin was the color of sweet cream. Her eyes were blue with gold specks. Her mind was purely artistic. She painted until dawn and drew many things. Her heart was very loving with a little bite of naïve feelings. Andréa was very curious and loved adventure.

Lydia was the middle daughter. She was 22 with a reserved soul. Her shy blue eyes are hidden by behind long wavy blonde lock. Her skin was pale to make her a real snow maiden. Lydia was peaceful and loved books. It was her special place to read the great history of the Labyrinth and of the Underground. She loved helping those who really needed it. Like her older sister, her heart was filled a collection of naïve feelings given to her by the stories she read every morning.

Finally, Jasmine, the wild fire. At 20 years of age, she was known for her quick wit and sharp tongue. She let her black hair go behind her back in curls all the way down to her waist. Her pale skin was whiter and purer than snow. Her eyes were mismatched, a golden right eye and blue-green left eye. Jasmine's love was music, like her father Erik, and she sang notes in her sleep and wrote her music every time her inspiration struck. This wild lioness of music was strong and knew that the world was not fair.

The summer sky was blue and clear in the kingdom. Lydia was with her books in the library, sitting near the fire. Jasmine was in the music room practicing her latest creation and correcting errors. Andréa was in the market, looking at the new paintings that a local artist had done. She did not see a familiar pair of brown eyes watching. Long ago, this man lost the Labyrinth and his love, Elizabeth. His fury was great when it was announced she was married to another. Joseph reinvented himself as Lord Natas with proper Northern Underground attire. He wanted to watch Elizabeth closely to see how he would take his revenge. He got his chance when heard the three daughters of Elizabeth were of age to be married. It was perfect. He would take one of them as his bride forever.

"Hello, Your Highness. I am Lord Natas of the Northern Underground kingdom." the false lord bowed before Andréa. "Hello. How is it that I have never seen you before?" Andréa asked, blushing from the 'handsome' man's smile. "I am shy and my eldest brother goes to around as the public face." he lied through his teeth. "I have heard that you are a very good artist, why not show me how artistic you can be?" he smiled. "Maybe another time, handsome stranger." Andréa curtsied and walked to her carriage, only to blush once again as she saw Lord Natas smirk from the window.

"Andréa! You are blushing like mad! Did you meet someone?" Jasmine wiggled her eyebrows as she saw her sister enter the library. "Just a lord from the Northern Underground kingdom. We just had a chat and I took off." Andréa smiled, shaking her head. "Was he handsome?" Lydia asked quietly. "Very handsome." Andréa blushed.

Lord Natas came to the castle the very next afternoon. "Is Princess Andréa here?" he asked with a calm air. "Why yes she is! Are you Lord Natas?" Jasmine asked with a smirk. "Yes, yes I am." he said quickly. "Oh, A-dréa! Someone is here to see you!" Jasmine called. Andréa rushed down the stairs. "Lord Natas. I did not expect you to be here" Andréa blushed. "Well…I thought you were very interesting and I still want to see that artistic." Lord Natas smiled. "Why don't you show him your paintings? You must see the "Midnight Eyes"" Jasmine said, giggling. Andréa blushed again and led Lord Natas to her gallery.

If only Andréa knew what would happen if she fell for this man….

A/N: There it is! Enjoy!