This was it, it was going to be over very soon. Oh what were the words, she wanted to kick herself for her forgetfulness, even her obsession with the mysterious red book couldn't help her now as she began to recite her monologue.
"Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way to the castle beyond the Goblin City, for my will is as strong as yours. And my-"
"Stop" Jareth called out, taking a step towards Sarah. His face held a mask of indifference but his voice held a startled edge, how could this vixen do this to him. "Wait!"
He held up his hand, making sure the crystal in his palm at the level of her eyes, but she didn't see it, her eyes were glazed over and unfocused as if she was in a trance.
"Look Sarah" he urged, his mismatched eyes boring into her. "Look what I'm offering you—" he insisted, his upturned hand and his offering inching towards her. "Your dreams" he continued, his voice taking on a pleading tone but that didn't stop her.
"And Kingdom is great" she continued, her eyes darting from his face, to his offering and off to the side again, averting her gaze from his person.
"I ask for so little" he continued to urge. "Just let me rule you, and you can have everything that you want" said, trying to keep up with his verbal assault after everything they've been through. He still wanted her.
"Kingdom as great..." she recited, but she fell silent. "Damn! I can never remember that line."
"Fear Me, Love Me, Do as I say and I will be your slave" he continued on regardless even though he knew she wouldn't take heed of him.
"My kingdom is great" she said, her voice so unsure of herself. "My kingdom is great" she repeated, a confident edge to her voice as she finally got the courage to look up at his face, her heart hammering in chest, her pulse echoing in her ears and made her head ache, but that wasn't what was hurting her the most—it was her heart, the ache in her chest as she looked into his eyes, the hurt finally evident in the stoic mask as it crumbled.
"You have no power over me" she said with a waver in her voice. "You have no power over me!" she screeched.
Then there was nothing. He was gone. She was at home. It was finished. He had no power over her.
But.
He did.
For his Kingdom is as great.
The Seed has been sown.
For she carried the child of the labyrinth.