'Give me the child. Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way here to the castle beyond the Goblin City to take back the child that you have stolen. For my will is as strong as yours, and my kingdom is as great. You have no power over me.'
The girl's voice rang clear in the throne room and the echo still haunts the room.
Underworld:
Jareth scowled as he entered the room, the room where he had lost the game, the game, the child and the girl. How had it happened? How had she defeated the labyrinth? A mortal girl should not have the power to best a force older than time itself.
Aboveworld:
Sarah Williams groaned as she flopped down onto her bed. Never had she been this tired. Not even when she had run…no, that was not something she should think about. Not now, not ever. She had won. She had beaten the labyrinth and rejected the king. She was stronger than him, she was a ruler.
She sat bolt upright on her bed. What was it that she had said? "My will is as strong as yours, and my kingdom is as great." Where had those words come from?
Underworld:
'She has learnt. She is remembering. When shall we summon her back,' asked the woman peering down into the waters of a crystal blue pond.
'Soon my love,' her companion answered, 'she needs a little longer. And then we will be able to unite the underworld. For none shall have power over her but she shall have power over all.'