Sarah sat looking into her vanity mirror wondering if what she was about to do was even a good idea. She had thought long and hard about the events of the past 13 hours and knew that at the end she had made a mistake. Right before Sir Didymus had left from the party that had been thrown in her honor she asked him if he knew anything of Fae proposals. When he had said yes she repeated Jareth's proposal to him and he gasped and went on to explain that the king had basicly asked her to marry him. So here she sat looking into the mirror and wondering if she cound take back the words she had said to him at the end.

Taking a fortifying breath she called to him " I wish to speak to the Goblin King, Right Now."

She waited for what seemed like forever, however when nothing happened she sighed and tried to keep the tear that began to roll down her cheek in check. She wasn't sure if she really expected him to show up anyway but it would have been nice to be able to face her foe once more only because she needed to apologize for saying the words on the end.

Finally when after waiting another few minutes and he still did not show up she went to bed .

Her dreams though were not pleasant instead she kept seeing his face as it had been at the end when she had told him that he had no power over her.

Meanwhile…

"Jareth, how could this mortal defeat you?" the high Queen questioned her son

"I don't know but she did have help from a few of my subjects." he replied

"She should not have been allowed to leave, you know the prophesy, the champion of the labyrinth would be the next high queen she was supposed to stay and be your queen until it is time for you to take your father's and my place on the high throne!"

Jareth looked at his parents, he knew that Sarah should have stayed and was just as shocked as his parents that she had not. How could the prophesy come true if she didn't stay? She was his! And he would get her back whether she wanted to come back or not. She belonged to him! It was then that everyone in the room heard the wish from the Champion.

"Jareth, you are not to go get her , for I will retrieve the Champion myself." the High King told his son, and with those words he transported himself to the Champions room aboveground.

'Mother, I do hope he knows what he is about to get into. She is no ordinary girl. There is something about her that is different like she has some latent magic within her. Its almost like she is part Fae. How else could she have turned my subjects away from my direct order and help her."

"I'm sure that he will know how to handle the girl, Jareth." it was then that she heard her husbands voice in her head ' My dear, I have found the Champion however, there is something about her, she looks so familiar. She could easily be Queen Lyssara's twin.'

With those words the high queen eyebrow rose dramatically. Then she recalled that Lyssara had gone above a few years back and had not returned for some time, though after her return she seemed sad. The High Queen realized why now. The Champion was the queens daughter that she had left behind aboveground. So Jareth's assumpion of the Champion being half Fae would be correct.

'Bring her my dear, it is time for her to come home.' she replied to her king

Aboveground…

The high king looked down on the young woman in the bed sleeping. She looked so much like Lyssara it wasn't even funny. But how could a mortal look like an exact replica of on of the queens of the Underground? He sent his thoughts to his queen and she told him to bring the girl home. Home? He was confused but none the less he bend and cradled the young woman in his arms and then disappeared leaving no trace that she had ever resided Aboveground.