I had this bizzar conversation in my head in which Sarah Williams accused Jareth the Goblin King of killing her true love. What would drive her to that? I asked myself. And could Jareth really be that heartless? The scene kept replaying and refused to ignored until given life.

CHAPTER ONE

AT THE CEMETARY

"Come here to gloat have you?"

Her eyes were like smoldering fire ready to burn anything that touched her. Her face though was ashen from anger and angst.

"Of course not Sarah." He shook his head in sympathy. She looked fragile and brave all at once. To hold her and comfort her was his greatest wish, but he held him self. Now was not the time.

"Then what do you want Jareth?" she snapped. Why today of all days did he have to show his face? Hitting him sounded wonderfully therapeutic.

Around them the mourners had completely dispersed leaving them to their private conversation. 'More like confrontation,' Sarah thought bitterly. Her hands mashed her handkerchief mercilessly. Her eyes darted to the grave.

"I don't want anything."

Unsteady she turned to face the casket. Flowers spilled over the sides in a loving embrace. "It happened just as you said it would," she went on. Her voice shook. "You warned me. You said, 'Don't marry him Sarah! Only sadness will follow!' Do you remember? Of course you do," she went on before he could answer. "You've been waiting for this day."

He inhaled sharply. "You know very well that isn't true." Her eyes went to his: they held doubt. "I," he paused choosing his words carefully. "I just wanted to make sure that you are all right."

"Yes… as much as can be expected."

He ventured one question, "Were you happy?"

Stupid casket. Stupid life. "Yes." The tears swelled in her eyes and slid down her cheeks. She saw him move to reach out to her. Without another word she turned and left the grave heading for the waiting car.

Toby was waiting for her. He held the car door. He saw the dark form left standing by the casket. "Who was that?" he asked as she climbed inside.

"Just someone offering the usual condolences. Let's go Toby."