The Goblin King lounged on his throne. He was angry and annoyed. He tried his best to tune out the festivities going on in the Goblin City, but they were causing quite a ruckus. Fifty years had passed in the Underground since Sarah Williams had defeated his Labyrinth and they decided to celebrate. He let out a frustrated sigh. He really didn't know why he allowed them to commemorate her. They saw her as a sign of hope. The girl who defeated the Goblin King. He could hardly get his subjects to obey him any longer. The entire situation was getting way too out of hand. He had bogged countless subjects, and even banished a few to the oubliettes.
He had always utilized fear to govern the inhabitants of the Goblin City and the outlying Labyrinth. Fear obviously no longer worked. She had given them the ability to hope. The King feared he would soon have an uprising on his hands. The Goblin Kingdom wasn't much, but he knew of a few Fae that would like nothing more than to take his position as king. He tapped his crop against his throne in annoyance. He needed to get everything under control. But how?
He summoned a crystal. The ball gleamed in the light, and the King conjured images of the girl. Barely any time had passed in her world. He suspected five years at most had passed in the Aboveground. Currently, she was sleeping. She looked so peaceful when she was deep in slumber. On more than a few occasions, Jareth watched her while she slept. On a couple occasions, she mumbled something about the Labyrinth while she slept. For reasons unbeknownst to him, she barely remembered her time in the Underground.
Most other runners went back to the Aboveground remembering their time in the Labyrinth, but not Sarah. There were moments when Jareth thought he saw a semblance of recognition in her eyes, but it faded all too quickly. He hoped that she would wake up one day and remember everything. The King wasn't sure why, but it hurt him deeply that she forgot about him. The first he laid eyes on the girl, he knew that he needed to have her. She was innocent and pure, but she was also a spoiled brat. She had little regards for others and took everything for granted.
Although she didn't remember her time in the Labyrinth, she obviously benefited from it. She was no longer the horrid little imp she was years ago. Something had changed. She was now sweet and kind, but she still did have the spark that Jareth loved so deeply about her. He couldn't help but to smile at the girl. More often than not, he found himself thinking of her. Her beautifully cruel eyes, the way her lips turned down into a slight pout, her raven colored hair. At that moment, he had a brilliant idea.
He needed to get Sarah Williams back to the Underground. If not for himself, then for his subjects as well. Clearly they needed someone they could respect, not just someone they feared. The Goblin Kingdom needed a queen. Jareth closed his eyes and relished the thought. Why hadn't he thought of this sooner? Now he just needed to think of how to get her to the Underground, and even more, how to get her to marry him.
"I supposed I could always court her properly." Jareth mumbled as he considered the thought. "It would take far too long, however. I need some sort of leverage over her."
He closed his eyes tighter as he remembered the exact words she said all those years ago. 'You have no power over me.' Those six simple words had plagued Jareth for the last half-century. He needed something he could hold over her head. If not something, then someone. He crystal shifted to images of a sleeping child. Toby was, of course, no longer the babe he was all those years ago. He had grown in height and now had a full head of strawberry blonde curls. The wheels in Jareth's mind began spinning.
He couldn't rightfully take the child, but he could convince Sarah that he could. She would have no choice but to take his place. The ever noble Sarah Williams. "Soon." Jareth said simply, and with a flick of his wrist the crystal disappeared.
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