Dark and violent – If you are not comfortable reading about such thing turn back before it's too late!
This story is an experiment. I do not condone domestic violence in any way. The story is written to explore a relationship between two people who are drastically different and the difficulties that can arise there with in. The point is to also point out that a relationship may appear different to the outside to what it's actually like on the inside. This story happens at an area of growing-pains with in the relationship of Jareth and Sarah, so no matter how angry Jareth gets in this story he has already changed for the better because of Sarah… give him some more time and he'll get there.
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The Voyeur
Chapter 1 - The Good
It was a beautiful day. She had finished the largest part of her daily duties and was now in his majesties chamber putting away the last of his washing and replenishing the vast walk in closet that occupied the room. His male servant's took care of his wardrobe but she often found herself getting caught up in looking at all his luxurious clothes while she was in there. Today a particularly beautiful jacket had caught her eye and she admired its sleeves while being careful not to disturb it as it hung from a hanger in the closet.
Suddenly a loud slam of the chamber door echoed into the closet. It must be the king, he was usually not in his chamber at this time of day but she knew to have finished with his room before a certain time for he liked his privacy and rest after a hard day's work. She hastily laid everything the way they were when she arrived, picked up the towel basket and headed for the closet door. She'd bid the king a good day and then be out of his way.
But before she reached the door she heard a woman's laughter and she stopped in her tracks. As she listened she heard the king's voice mix with the voice of a woman. Both of them sounded happy and they were chattering audibly about their days so far. Slowly she started moving forward again, she would just slip out undetected and if they noticed just smile and give herself leave.
She reached the opening of the closet and the chamber came into view and as it did she quickly drew back and hid her frame on the side of the door. She was too late to leave the room, the king and his companion where sitting in each other's embrace on the large luxurious bed. Her heart jumped into her throat and her stomach sank, there was no other way out of the room and if she was detected she would be in big trouble.
Moments passed and she kept as quiet as she possibly could, but the sounds coming from the bedchamber had her curiosity piqued. She had recognized the young woman that the king had in his bed as Sarah, the girl who defeated the Labyrinth. She had been spending an awful lot of time in the castle lately. While they had never been introduced everyone knew her and most liked having her around as the king's mood seemed to lift when he spent time with her.
She knew it wasn't very professional of her but she couldn't resist a look into the chamber, so with the greatest care she peeked around the doorframe and the room became visible to her again.
The sight was almost poetic in its beauty. The pair had wasted no time and completely divested each other of their clothing and the king now sat with the beautiful woman in his arms and let his hands explore her body as they kissed passionately. As she watched in awe she felt herself blushing with the intensity of it. The pair so wrapped up in each other that it would have taken an indescribable force to pry them from each other at that moment. She watched as her king lavished attention on the beautiful woman with hunger shining from his powerful eyes. Eyes she'd never dared a straight look into but the woman faced unhesitantly with her own and only closing them and looking away as the waves of pleasure crashing through her overcame her.
She looked away as the king entered the woman, feeling her intrusion had gone far beyond what she should ever admit to herself, but the power of the scene was too much to ignore and she couldn't help herself but look again. They moved together in a slow rhythm, the girls hand slid over the sheets and grabbed a handful as she moaned the king's name in an almost desperate voice, as if she was making sure she was there in reality. The king's hand found hers and their fingers entwined before she brought both of hers around his neck and entwined them in his hair as they kissed deeply. There came a moment where the young girl looked almost overcome with the emotions that rushed through her during their lovemaking but the king was there to help her through seeming to relish the intensity of her reaction and encouraging her to enjoy herself to the fullest.
As they had both reach their point of euphoric bliss they contently lay in each other's arms, the king gently stroking the object of his affection gently and placing soft kisses on her forehead as she lay nestled against his chest. It was a prefect portrait of love and affection.
It was a good while until they stirred and started putting their clothes back on, their chatter had returned to what lay in store for the rest of the day and something about the king's duties being neglected which resulted in more laughter which followed them down the hallway as they left the chamber.
She stood still for a few moments, making sure that the coast was clear and then followed them into the hallway.
As she walked towards the servant's quarters she couldn't help but think about what she had seen. It had been a beautiful union between two souls which on the outside come from different worlds and are at their core very different, but found each other through incredible circumstances and now had the opportunity to enjoy each other in ways that only a few people get to experience in a lifetime.
Thinking about her own life and loves she couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as she wished for the same that the young girl had… not necessarily a king, but a partner that was so evenly matched that joining with him almost shook the world of its foundations.
She sighed deeply… it was one those few things in life that resembled a fairytale.
They had found love pure and simple.