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That night Sarah fell right to sleep after a long day of playing with her brother and her friends. She began to dream again, but this time she was in a different location than her last dream. She was at the front of the Labyrinth in Hoggle's garden but he was no where in sight. The only creatures she could see were the fairies flying about and Elysia the mermaid swimming around in Hoggle's pond.
"My snack has returned!" cried the creature lifting her head from the water. Sarah jumped back and glared, "How come you are always in my dreams now but we have never met before?"
"How come I am always in this strange place and far from my lagoon?" snapped the mermaid. "Don't ask questions that I don't know the answers to!"
Sarah huffed and walked away towards the gates of the Labyrinth anxious to get away from the mermaid.
"Where do you think you're going?" said a low voice from behind the front gates.
"I'm going inside to see my friends!" Sarah said puling and pushing at the front gates trying to get them to open.
"What makes you so sure that they will want to see you?" the voice said just as the gates had swung opened throwing Sarah to the ground. "This is my dream remember? And in my dream you'll do as I say!" The king stood before her, sneering between her and her way inside to her friends.
"That doesn't even make sense! How can it be your dream?" Then she recalled her last dream, "You can't take my dreams away Goblin king!"
"I am tired of living by the rules and I am tired of little children getting in my way. This time there are no rules!" he threw his head back and laughed menacingly.
Sarah picked herself up off of the ground and angrily stepped toward the king, "What are you talking about? I got my brother back fair and square! I defeated you! You got what you had coming to you!" she crossed her arms happy with herself.
"Silly stupid girl! I always get what I want. You are glad and should be… for now," he paused a moment and looked up at the sky. "Is that thunder I hear?"
"No, I " she started, but she was cut off by the king clapping in her face and she awoke to the sound thunder shaking the house and rain beating on her window. She groaned. That was the second storm this week.
She lay there for a while just listening to the sound of the rain. She was too disturbed by the dream to fall back to sleep now. That's when the rain died down and she heard a soft hoot of an owl, Her eyes suddenly snapped open. "Ludo is that you?" she squeaked. Although she knew it couldn't be one of her friends she wished with all her heart that it was.
The owl hoots turning into tapping at her window, which turned into frustrated screeching, which made Sarah cover her head in pillows. Then as the thunder cracked and there were several flashes of lightning her window flew open and there was a loud thud on the round and a snap as her window shut again.
To afraid to look, Sarah peeked out from under her pillows. She couldn't see anyone standing there. She couldn't see any thing either. Maybe he's still an owl, she thought reaching to turn on her lamp. She jumped out of bed and screamed as soon as she saw what lay there; the Goblin King lay in a heap at the side of her bed wet from the rain. Sarah just stood there just stood there for a moment, unable to move, when a tap came from her door. "Sarah, are you alright?" her father's voice said as he began to open her door.
Sarah panicked, tossing blankets over the king to hide him just as her father poked his head in her room. "I had a nightmare...from the he storm," she explained.
"Alright, well, do you need anything? A glass of water? To be tucked in?"
"No! No…I…I'll be fine," and with that her father nodded his head, blew her a kiss, and shut the door.
Sarah let out a long lengthy sigh and picked up her sheets carefully placing them back on her bed. "What should I do? He doesn't look…dead." She knelt beside the king brushing the wet hair that covered his face aside. He looked as if he had passed out.
She did the best she could not to make any noise and pushed him over onto his back. She leaned over and pressed an ear to his chest. She couldn't hear anything through all of the clothes he had on.
The king's eyes snapped open and he let out a weak whimper like a wounded animal. Sarah popped her head up, "If this is a trick, I don't like it. You where perfect a second ago. What's wrong with you?!"
The king barely spoke in a whisper and she could only pick out some of his words, "Those were…dreams…weak…need…kingdom broken…need you…destroyed…dying…kiss." He closed his eyes as silent tears began to streak his face.
"I don't understand Goblin King?!" She said in a harsh whisper.
"Don't call me that…please?" he begged, but it wasn't a question, it was more of an order.
"Fine, J-Jareth, what do you want? You've bothered me enough tonight…and in the last couple of days."
"A kiss," he said softly, not looking at her.
"No way! I defeated you…and besides you're to "
"Old? Ugly?" he groaned.
"I was going to say evil but…" She looked into Jareth's eyes and could see that deep within them he was truly heartbroken. She didn't know the cause of it but she felt sad for him. She felt that if she didn't kiss him that something terrible would happen. So she leaned over and kissed him the best she knew how on his cold, wet lips. It surprised her when he sat up right, kissing her back and pushing her onto the floor, his tongue snaking its way inside her mouth.
Sarah pushed him away as hard as she could because he was being very forceful. "Could you please tell me what the hell is going on?!"
"You kissed me and now we are equals," he leaned forward to kiss her again.
"But that's not fair! I defeated you! You tricked me!" She shifted so that he could only brush his lips against her neck.
"I did nothing of the sort. I was hurt and it was only in your good nature to help me. It was the only way. Now that you've done that my kingdom has ben returned to its proper state you shall come to me," he whispered into her ear and wrapped his hands around her body.
Sarah started to cry. Tears rolled down her down her face and neck. She was plastered to the floor and couldn't move an inch. " Why are you doing this to me? I'm only a c-c-child," she sobbed.
"So, you admit that you are still a child?" Jareth sat up and laughed but his hands never left Sarah's body. His eyes softened and turned to find hers. His eyes looked sad but there was still a cruel gleam in them that she couldn't look at for long. She turned away. "I am doing this because I love you."
"I still don't understand," she choked.
"Without your love, I shall die," Jareth spoke with a more sweet tone and placed his hands in his lap. "When you won my Labyrinth and defeated me by your words I began to die." Jareth took a crystal in his had and added, "I can die of heartbreak."
Sarah sat up and watched Jareth juggle the crystal, dancing it upon his fingers. "But what no one knew, was that the king had fallen in love with the girl. How could I forget that part?" she spoke out loud but it was really meant for her own ears.
"Yesss," Jareth cooed as the crystal is turned into a bubble and begins to float in midair. "Have your dreams Sarah. Take them and everything will be as it should."
"You only want to help yourself!" Sarah spat, "You just wanted to be well again so you could have your revenge! You don't love me! You don't even know what love is!"
"Foolish girl!" the king stood, the bubble popped, and they were no longer in Sarah's bedroom but in Jareth's throne room.
"Perhaps I shall have your tongue removed so that it will improve your listening," Jareth paced around the room. "If I die so shall your friends perish! Haven't they been speaking to you?"
Sarah remembered what Hoggle had said that day, "Yes but..."
"Sarah stand," Jareth commanded, Sarah gapped. "Sarah stand!" Sarah stood. She watched as he took a glove from his hand.
"Give me your hand girl." Sarah held out her hand and he took it placing an index finger to his palm. "See how my hand is? The lines are different from yours no?" And they were. Sarah squinted carefully. They looked like the lines of a maze, the lines of the Labyrinth. She gasped.
"Metaphor or not, I make up the Labyrinth. If I die it also may die. If I am sad it will be sad. Understood?"
It was sad really, but also romantic. Sarah had never heard anything like it in her whole life, not even in a storybook.
"If I take my dreams will you grant any wish I choose?" She asked curiously.
"All of them and more," he said cupping her hand in his.
"Then I wish to claim knighthood!" Sarah spoke proudly, thinking of all the adventures she could have as a knight.
"Do you wish to have your dreams?" Jareth let go of her hand and took out another crystal, "Just fear me, love me "
"I will do anything!" she grabbed the crystal from his hand. He smiled and did something that Sarah found strange for a king to do, he knelt down and bowed before her. Her heart skipped several beats as he said, "What do you desire, my love?"