Sarah awoke to a delightful scent, a scent she had only ever dreamed about. She kept her eyes closed for some time, just soaking in the warmth of her surroundings. Feeling the fresh silk sheets under her bare arms and legs. "Wait—" she thought, "I don't have silk sheets." She opened her eyes and gasped so hard she coughed for a few minutes. She sat up and looked around. She was in a magnificent room. Deep violet shag carpeting, rich lavender drapes and midnight blue décor. A faint sparkle accented the air. "So," a deep, cool voice drawled, "I take it that you like your surroundings." Sarah glanced up at the doorway and saw him. Him! The one who made her mind whirl, her dreams swirl. The one man she couldn't go two minutes without thinking about.

"I—I uhm… well—" Jareth chuckled. "I see." After a minute of silence in which the two awkwardly looked at the other, Jareth said "Lunch will be ready in a half hour. Would you like a shower, or anything?" Sarah nodded. Jareth smiled, "The shower hall is right out the door, to your right." Sarah thanked him, and he left with a twirl of his cloak and a puff of glitter.

While showering, Sarah's mind reeled over what had happened just in the last fifteen minutes. She awoke in a strange room, which had turned out to be the Goblin Kings Master Bedroom, with whom, she was in love with. This had to be too good to be true… didn't it? The soap she was using smelled magnificent. It was a light floral scent, it smelled almost hypnotizing. The shampoo was as rich as mousse, and smelled heavenly. "A queen's life is the life for me." She thought.

When she got out of the shower she realized she had nothing to change in to. She wrapped a fluffy purple towel around herself and returned to the bedroom. There was a tall white wardrobe beside the bed. She ventured a look inside it. She gasped when she saw beautiful Victorian gowns, and the most luxurious party dresses. "Do you like what you see?" Sarah jumped back in surprise. Standing in the doorway, Jareth chuckled. "I know I do."

Sarah blushed, and Jareth chuckled again. "choose any one you like, they're all yours." She glanced longingly at the dresses, but longed even more for him. As if he had read her mind he said, "When you get a dress on, we'll talk. Unless…" he took a long observatory look at her from her head to her feet, and back up again. "…unless you prefer your current attire." She blushed again, and he smiled warmly at her. "Just teasing, get dressed." He turned to walk out of the room, "Jareth!" Sarah called. "Yes?" he answered, leaning back so his head was peering inside her door. "I missed you." Jareth smiled sadly and said, "Yes… of course." Sarah was confused. "What's the matter?" Without meeting her eyes, he said, "Get dressed—we'll talk."

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