Sarah.
When would she call?
Jareth pretended not to care. Only when he was alone her name escaped his lips with a defeated sigh.
The dreadful, beautiful sound of his own voice calling out her name left the Goblin King wondering just how low he'd fallen for the lovely lady. The young woman who rejected what he offered and no one could grant outside dreams. He was a powerful, duty-bound man who still fought against his instincts to give Sarah what she wanted. And she left...
But what did he expect? That spoilt lady - lovely or not - was just as selfish as he was. She refused to let her fantasy be tamed, even when he was the rightful ruler of the same delusion.
But what did he expect? He'd fooled himself to the point of almost believing that his (supposed) love would win her heart. That was okay, though. He wouldn't have wanted her any other way. That would not be his Sarah.
Knowing her she'd soon make another mindless wish and Jareth would answer to her prayers; eager for another opportunity to finally show her what the King was actually capable of to get the things he wanted. He said he loved her, but truth be told... He simply wanted to remember what it was to feel his heart beat once more. He wanted her heart pressed close to his chest to simulate he had not lost his soul yet. He wanted Sarah so they could rot in hell forever if that was the destiny he condemned her to by joining lives. He wanted so many things his magic could not come close to; only Sarah could give him what he wanted.
And Sarah being Sarah, would soon ache for his presence. His vibrant stare, that positioned her like the most extraordinarily fine and admirable thing a man could possess.
Jareth knew nothing of loving another person and Sarah didn't know the difference. They were simply perfect for each other.
When Sarah was not around Jareth obsessed over her timid face back in the ball when he embraced her the first time.
When Jareth was not around Sarah would mull over the idea of what his gaze intended to say to her when they danced.
They were bound to each other; always keeping one another in mind, playing scenarios where they would meet and... That they dared not even think about. When the time came, their encounter would be nothing short of blissful and trying to imagine it would be blasphemy.
No quest to retrieve any child and no danger to evade; only two hearts that beat to hear the other and a silent request for the forbidden.
Sarah just wished that the Goblin King would come and take her way.
Yes. I loved it. But maybe that has something to do witht he fact that i felt very relaxed when writing this. Now i remember why i love fanfiction so much:)
Anyways, whatevs. It's just a little something i came up with and wanted to share.
Review!:D
(P.S. : I love Labyrinth!)
