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Chapter Two

"Girl! Girl! For Oberon's sake, LOOK OUT!"

Sarah gasped as she jumped back as the stack of books she had been working on fell to the floor with a loud crash. She coughed as some of the dust from the books and the dust from the floor blew up into a hazy cloud. Waving her hand back and forth, she waited for the dust to settle back down and gulped as she saw the bulging eyes of the librarian. "Please, sir, I – I didn't see -"

"OBVIOUSLY! YOU IDIOT GIRL! HOW COULD YOU NOT SEE THOSE BOOKS GETTING READY TO TUMBLE AND HIT THE FLOOR!" He screeched as he hopped up and down, his rusty glasses bouncing up and down the tip of his nose. He huffed and glared at her in disgust. "This is what happens when I have to hire a half-breed like you." He sneered.

The young woman took a step back as she looked at him as if he had slapped her across the face. She moved her hands behind her to hide them clenching into fists. Her initial reaction to being called a half-breed was to hit, but she knew she couldn't hit her employer. The last thing she needed was Karen yelling at her for losing her temper once more. Sarah took a deep breath and tried to appear calm. "I am deeply sorry, sir. If you would like I will come in on my days off."

He scoffed. "On your days off? For what? To have you ignore the books and watch them hit the floor like they're trash?!"

"Please, sir, I will do anything!" she argued.

The librarian grumbled as he looked up at her. "You are lucky that your father is the favored judge of the King. Come on your days off then, girl. If I see you treat these books like this again, you are out of here! Do I make myself clear?!" He snarled as he tried to size himself up to look intimidating. To someone walking into the library, they would see an old goblin trying to puff up his chest to the young woman standing opposite of him, when he only came up to her knee.

"Crystal, sir." Sarah replied quietly and watched as he sharply turned back to head to his high chair in front of his magnificent tower of a desk. She sighed and knelt down to pick up the books.

Her mind had been everywhere but where it needed to be. Ever since she had delivered the letter from Master Vladius about the King wanting Toby to become his own personal student, she was unable to sleep and focus on anything else.

"Sarah?"

Her green eyes looked up as a book was held in front of her face. She took it gently and a small smile appeared on her lips. "Thank you, Twily." She whispered at the small goblin. "You better get back to dusting those shelves before that grumpy, old librarian finds out." She teases.

He gave her a big toothy grin as he quickly took off, the feather duster spreading out dust with every swing of his arm as he raced down the aisles of books.

Getting a stack of books, she took it to the back corner of the massive library and began to put it in the empty slots. As she put one in after the other, her mind began to wander once more. She had only seen the King once since coming to the Underground. When young ladies of the Underground turned 18, they became of age and attended a ball that the King hosted.

Being only 23 years of age, the ball hardly seemed like a distant memory. Karen had insisted that she wear white for the occasion. Her father had spent a good amount of money on the dress and jewelry that she wore that evening.

"What a silly memory." She chided herself as she put the books up with more force than necessary.

All the other girls that she had attended classes with wore colorful dresses and showed up with masks since it had been a Masquerade Ball. She was never told that it had been a Masquerade and showed up looking like a fool without one. All the girls in her class looked as if they belonged there and she stuck out like a sore thumb, wearing white and without a mask.

"You look like a child instead of a woman." One of her classmates had whispered in her ear as she passed by. They had laughed and jeered at her as she passed all the guests.

At one point during the ball, she noticed a tall figure with a demon-like mask and her breath caught slightly as she realized it was the Goblin King. As soon as she blinked, he was gone. She had never been affected so much by a man as she had by him. 'It's simply because he was royalty, Sarah. That's all.' She had told herself as she walked through the ballroom. Her memory had grown fuzzy at points during the ball, but she remembered that when the clock had struck the thirteenth hour, she had had enough of being laughed at and ran out of the castle to the safety of her room.

"Get out of here, girl! It's already three o'clock in the afternoon!" the old librarian screamed at her from his tower.

Sarah jumped, startled from her thoughts. She made her way to the storeroom, putting her apron away and grabbing her coat, shawl, and satchel. Dashing out of the library, she pulled her coat on and rushed through the streets to head to the school house.

As she approached the building, her brows furrowed in confusion as the doors were still closed. She looked at the grand clock tower in the middle of the city to check the time. Perhaps the old librarian had read his pocket watch wrong. However, he did not. It was going on three fifteen. Toby should have been out by now.

"Well, look here, my dears. If it isn't our dear classmate, Sarah Williams." A honeyed voice tittered.

Her stomach fell as she recognized that voice. It belonged to Clarissa de Chamont, a spoiled girl that tormented her from the moment she had stepped foot in the Goblin City. She had come from a well-respected family and her parents were well liked in the High King's Court. Clarissa also had her eyes set on becoming the next Goblin Queen and draped herself over the King at the Coming of Age Ball.

Sarah turned to face Clarissa and gave a polite smile and nod of her head. "Hello, Clarissa. You are looking quite well." She said in a very strained tone.

Clarissa's laughter rang out like tiny bells as she fixed her teal gown. It matched her eyes well and brought out her fair coloring and platinum blonde hair. She was the perfect example of a well-bred Fae lady. "Yes, I am, aren't I? A future Queen ought to look her best, after all." She smirked as she looked at the raven haired half-breed. "What in the Underground are you doing here at the school house?"

"My younger brother, Tobias, is taught here." She explained as she lifted her head, trying not to let her stubbornness cause a scene.

"Ah, I see. Is he a dirty, little half-breed like yourself?" she giggled with a sneer. The women that accompanied her began to giggle as well.

Green eyes burned at her comment as she took a step forward to Clarissa, her hands itching to wring her scrawny Fae neck. She started as the doors of the school house burst open and Toby ran straight into her, clutching her waist as he greeted her. Her hands wrapped around him. "Careful, Toby. One day, you'll knock me into the street." She teased with a soft smile as she ruffled his hair.

His blue eyes twinkled with love and adoration as he looked up at her. "I'm just excited to see you, Sarah! We learned a lot of interesting things today! Oh and did you know that Master Vladius-"

"Slow down, Toby. You can tell me all this at home." Sarah laughed and looked back up at Clarissa, who had a little frown upon her perfect lips. "Enjoy the rest of your day, Clarissa." With that, she placed an arm around Toby's shoulders and led him back to their home.

Unbeknownst to the siblings, mismatched eyes watched from the window in the classroom as they made their way home.

King Jareth, stood at the window, dressed in his usually attire of his armor and cape. He made an intimidating image as he watched them and barely glanced at the door as the old school master made his way back inside. "Who is that woman that Tobias walks with?"

Master Vladius made his way to the window and adjusted his glasses to look outside and smiled. "Ah, that would be his half-sister, Sarah."

A fine eyebrow arched in question. "Half-sister?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. She is the first born daughter of Judge Robert Williams and a mortal female from Above." He walked back to his desk, his robes dragging across the wooden floor. "I believe she was only fifteen when she came to the Goblin City. She works for Trudin, the librarian."

"I see." Jareth turned from the window. "She is a half-breed, then. They are not uncommon in the Underground." He stated as he brushed invisible dirt from his black leather gloves.

Master Vladius nodded. "That is very true, sire, but some of the Fae and Elves still have trouble accepting such individuals. The goblins have no problem. If anything, I hear nothing but praise about Miss Williams from them in the market square."

The Goblin King's lips curled up into a smirk as he gazed down at the elf. "Well, I am glad to hear that a half-breed is doing so well. However, my concern is with the boy, Master Vladius. He is unlike any other Fae child I have met. He had an abundant amount of potential for one so young." He produced a crystal with a flick of his hand and watched Toby's interactions from the previous occasions that he had come to observe the boy. "Does his family have strong ties to magic?"

"I believe simple magic, sire, but nothing like yours. Tobias somehow has all this magic inside of him. He will be a great asset for the kingdom." Master Vladius praised, his chest swollen with pride for his pupil.

"Hopefully, his family will come to accept it as well. I take it that you have delivered my note to them about the boy coming to the Castle to learn at my side."

The older elf nodded and placed his hands behind his back. "I have indeed, Your Majesty."

Jareth nodded and fixed his gloves. "Very good. If there are any new updates on Tobias, I wish to be informed immediately. Is that clear?"

"Absolutely, sire."

Within seconds, Jareth disappeared in a swirl of dark glitter, leaving some of his trace behind in the classroom. As he appeared in the Castle beyond the Goblin City, he gazed out back towards the town. He couldn't help but think about the woman that Tobias walked with. He could not shake the feeling that somehow she could be an obstacle to teaching his future pupil.

The days quickly passed and the evening when King Jareth was supposed to appear on their doorstep had finally arrived.

Sarah sat in her favorite chair in the parlor as she watched Karen race around the house, ordering maids about on where to set things and how to rearrange the floral decorations that she had ordered specifically for dinner with the King.

"Sarah! Would you please do something other than laze about?!" her step-mother shrieked. "The King is going to arrive any minute and you are still dressed in the same clothes you wore to work this morning."

The young woman scoffed as she put her hands on her hips. "Karen, he is coming to see Toby, not me. I doubt he would hardly care what I am wearing. I am sure I could be dressed in rags and he would be more interested in the fact that Toby has more potential than anyone in his class."

The older Fae woman groaned. "We have to look presentable! Do you think he will accept Toby if you look like you've been cleaning the entire house and didn't bother to change at all?!"

Sarah rolled her eyes. "I am not going to be like those other women who need to dress up to impress the King. He is no different than you or I!" She argued as she watched Karen resume running around, trying to get the house to look perfect.

"No different than you or I? Have you lost your mind, Sarah Williams?! He is a King! He is High Prince of the Underground! King Jareth is very different than you and I! He is royalty!" She screeched, ready to pull her hair out at the stubbornness of her husband's daughter. "If you love your brother and want him to do well tonight, you will go upstairs this minute and put on a presentable dress and wash all that dust from your face!"

The younger woman let out a huff as she grabbed her book from the chair and left the parlor. She heard a knock at the door and winced at Karen's yelling.

"That's probably your father! I cannot believe he is late today of all days! Let him in and then go upstairs to change!"

Sarah sighed and opened the door, her emerald eyes widening at the sight before her. In the doorway stood King Jareth, wearing a dark leather jerkin with his cape flowing behind him. He wore a black silk shirt underneath with dark grey breeches that were tucked into the black knee high boots that he wore as well. "You're him, aren't you?" She breathed, slightly shocked and in disbelief. "You're the Goblin King."

End of Chapter Two

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