Nothing more- A Labyrinth Fan fiction by Darker Demons
Sarah's Needs
Disclaimer: Sarah, Jareth, Toby, Along with Sarah's dad and stepmother and any other characters obviously in the movie the Labyrinth, belong to Jim Henson. Any Character you have not heard of are mine.
"Come in and be quick about it."
"Majesty" Selina curtsied as Jareth stared into the crystal he held in his hand, showing Sarah talking happily with Araym in the library.
"You wished to speak with me, Selina." Selina cleared her throat as Jareth put his crystals away, staring uncertainly into her Kings mismatched eyes, "Well…"
"Majesty, I would like to speak with you about Lady Sarah, if it so pleases." Jareth raised one eyebrow, wondering what importance a servant woman could tell him about Sarah.
"Well, out with it, I haven't got all day. I'm a busy man, I'm sure I cant have my servants holding my duties from completion."
"Your Majesty, I mean no disrespect, but I believe Lady Sarah would be much more inclined to you if you tried wooing her in some way. In her current state any attempt at having her love you would be futile, you need to reassure the Lady of your intentions. She is unsure and scared, could you not be less commanding of her, asking instead of telling?" Jareth stared at the frightened woman before him, studying her features as she tried to convince him of her good intentions.
"And just what do you think my intentions toward the Lady Sarah would be, my good woman. I assure you, you know nothing of the current situation and its standpoints. Also it would do you well to remember your place, you are here to aid Sarah, not give your King tip points on how to woo a woman."
"I…I meant no disrespect, my lord."
"Good, then you may leave, Tell Araym I wish to speak with him after he's left Lady Sarah in the Library." Jareth turned in his chair contemplating what he had been told. So Sarah was scared, unsure of herself. Jareth again resumed gazing into the crystals, watching as Sarah engulfed herself in a book. She looked every bit the confident, self assured, beautiful woman she had grown to be. In no way did she looked scared or unsure. He watched her fragile movements as her attention her the book faltered momentarily, Jareth almost gasped when her brilliant green eyes met his, staring into his eyes for only a second before returning to the pages before her. She couldn't know he was watching her, the idea was ludicrous. Jareth's attention was drawn away as his door slowly opened.
"You know, she seems rather fond of the castle, the library is her favorite by far, but she seems happy with her surroundings. You should be pleased, with the way she was talking earlier this morning you would think she would be distant with everything. She soaks information into her like a small child." Araym held up a small book in his hand, "A present. She said she would no longer be needing it." Araym placed the torn and battered book into Jareth's outstretched hand.
"The Labyrinth." Jareth growled, "She is playing head games with me. This cannot be tolerated."
"You are certainly one to speak of head games." Araym rested his chin on his intertwined fingers and smirked, "It's a crystal, nothing more-"
"QUIET"
"But if you turn it this way, and look into it, it will show you your dreams." Jareth's expression breathed of fury.
"You would do well to know your place, Araym. You and I may be friends, but I AM your king. And I WILL be treated with the proper respect as such. And you, my dear sir, are by far out of line." Jareth's words dripped with venom, his eyes flamed with anger, and his fists were clenched to the point his fingers and knuckles were white. Araym knew he had over stepped his boundaries with his king, but he also knew that Jareth had gotten his point. He might have been more afraid of Jareth if he didn't know him as well as he did, he knew Jareth's anger and frustration toward the mortal girl was the cause of his impending anger toward him.
"Jareth, please try to understand. I am not here to argue with you, I am merely here to attempt to make you see where you are in error. As much as you may think your best interest is in the girls wellbeing, I believe differently. You are more concerned with your own needs and wants then hers. Tell me Jareth, why did you bring her here when you knew and she expressly stated that she did not want to come."
"BECAUSE I LOVE HER!" Jareth roared, "I LOVE AND CARE FOR HER! I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHY NO ONE CAN SEE THIS!" Araym continued to stare at him, never breaking Jareth's icy gaze.
"Answer the question, Jareth."
"I wanted her here. And because I am king you need no better answer. Now get out." Araym stood and made his way toward the door.
"As you wish, Your Majesty."
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sarah flipped through various books, there were books of all shapes, sizes, languages, colors, and topics. The library was by far the most vast and elaborate library she had ever been in. After finally settling on a red, dog-eared, yellow paged book about the history of various creatures living in the underground, Sarah settled down in an outrageously comfortable chair to study up on all the various creatures she might encounter while in the underground. Goblins, elves, wizards, dragons, healers, pixies, fairies, monsters, the list was endless. Sarah let out a long sigh, I'm never going to get all this. Oh Jareth, why did you bring me back to this awful place.
"It's not fair." Sarah slumped back in her chair and let the book fall onto the floor.
"That's more like the Sarah I know, always rambling about how it isn't fair," Jareth rounded the corner and walked in front of Sarah, leaning down dangerously close to her face, "You know what isn't fair, Sarah? Ever since you've gotten here I have been constantly reminded of how unfair it was to bring you here, of how I should be more conscience to your needs and demands. I am a king who must listen to the mere needs of a mortal woman. And do you know why? Do you know why they tell me these things, why I must listen to you, understand you, know your needs, attempt to make you happy? Do you know the truth Sarah. Well, I shall tell you," Jareth leaned even closer to Sarah's face, making her move uncomfortably away, "It is because I love you Sarah Williams, I love you and everyone here knows it. And as dangerous as that is to me I do not care." Jareth closed the gap between them and gave Sarah a chaste but lusty kiss. Sarah was left bewildered in her chair as she watched the Goblin King walk out of the room.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sarah's eyes snapped open, "Jareth."
"Yes?" Sarah looked over to see Jareth sitting in a chair not to far from her, flipping the pages in some green bound book, "I see you're finally awake. I trust you slept well."
"I…I was asleep?" Jareth gave her a confused look.
"Yes, I do believe you do that, it's not as if you have not done this before. Would you like to have our conversation somewhere else or does the library suit you."
"And what conversation is that. I don't believe we have anything to discuss, unless you have decided to return me home now."
"I assure you my good lady, that will not be happening anytime soon." Jareth's eyes narrowed as Sarah mentioned returning to the aboveground, but his past conversation with Araym and Selina still tugged at his mind and his expression quickly softened, "I would like to find out more about you. Your…needs, I assume you would like some accommodations while you are here."
I am a king who must listen to the mere needs of a mortal woman.
"My…needs?"
"You do have needs don't you? I assume everyone does. In any case I'm just trying to be a bit more understanding. I realize I did throw you into this situation, and I accept the fact that you are not happy with my decision. However I must ask that you at least give me a trial period, try to love me, to know me. Do not give this opportunity up so quickly. You may find out you are happy here."
Do you know why they tell me these things, why I must listen to you, understand you, know your needs, attempt to make you happy?
"Jareth?" Sarah looked up at the King standing before her.
"Yes…" Jareth was surprised to see tears glistening in the young woman's eyes, he hoped he had not upset her with his words.
"Thank you, for…being so understanding. You are right, I am not happy about being brought here on your whim. But I will admit that your hospitality has been excellent, and you coming here to speak with me has helped. And for right now, since you seem so interested in my needs, I would like to ask that you do not refer to me in any way as your Queen. If things later progress to me being your fiancée, then we shall discuss that matter when the time arises." Jareth nodded his agreement.
"I should have known it was to early to call you my queen," Jareth moved to Sarah's side and slowly traced her face with the tips of his fingers, caressing her skin lightly, "even if I do want to be able to name you as it." Sarah's eyes locked on Jareth's as his gloved fingers traced her face.
"Jareth, I-"
"You have grown so beautiful, you know. You are a woman now, Sarah Williams, far be it for me to have treated you as if you were not." Jareth withdrew his touch and began to walk off, pausing suddenly a few feet from the door, turning his head slightly to the left so that he could catch her out of the corner of his eye, "I trust you shall be joining Araym and I at dinner tonight."
"Yes."
"I would prefer if you would wear the dress you have on now. You look ravishing." Jareth began to walk towards the door again, calling briefly over his shoulder, "Also, your magic instructor will be joining us tonight." Sarah stared after him, a confused face etched across her features.
"Magic instructor?"
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------A.N: Just for the record, I'm afraid you all will have to put up with me for the time being, seeing this is my 1st…well, serious fan fiction that's worth anything. The only other fic I have written with a serious feel to it is "Darkside of the Moon" which is a Cowboy Bebop fic, which as anyone can see hasn't progressed very far. Also I don't have anyone reading my fic over and giving me advice or anything like it. What you read is what you get out of the depths of my ravaged mind. So if anyone would like to give me some advice on this fic it would be greatly appreciated, as I would really like to continue this story. Thanks to all.
Darker Demons