1 "Tell me the truth woman!" Jareth spat he was infuriated by the small blonde haired girl in front of him. The shear defiance in her emerald eyes was enough to enrage even a priest.
"Fuck you!" she hissed in a very uneven tone, she feared him yet her pride would not allow her to admit it.
She had wished her brother away like, Her, but unlike, Her, the little half Fae had not managed to solve the Labyrinth in the allotted thirteen hours. She had been just a hair too late.
Jareth was just about to turn her brother into a goblin when she burst through the door.
"Please." she begged, "I'll do anything!"
"Anything?" he remembered asking with a sinister smile.
"Anything, Just please send him home!" she said bursting into tears, it was the first and only time Jareth had seen Annaleigh cry. "He's all my father and mother have, please!"
"You exhaust me my dear Annaleigh. Your demands are wearing at the least and taxing at the most."
"What?" she'd sniffled
"First you want the child taken, and I took him, now you want to bargain for his return."
"Yes please!"
"Fine! I am a good gracious King, your brother will have his safe return, but you will remain here with me, as a servant maybe more if I so choose it."
But Jareth had never used her that way, he'd never been given the chance for every opportunity she got Anna would run.
She would often help weary mothers or fathers find their way through the Labyrinth, and this was what she and Jareth's latest row was about.
"I had nothing to do with that woman finding you." she lied
"Be honest with me girl or so help me God!"
"Oh what the Fuck could you do that you haven't already fucking done!" she said then regretted her word instantly for she knew what he could do; what new torture he could think up to punish her. Jareth advanced on her.
"No!" she yelled and clawed at him with her talon like finger nails.
She caught him in the eye and realizing she'd blinded him she ran.