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Chapter 6

Jareth paced inside his private study. The walls were covered in bookshelves from just a few inches off the floor to the top of the ceiling. The only places where there were no shelves was the open spaces that were filled with windows. He glanced at the closed door. Sarah had yet to make her appearance.

He stoped and moved towards his desk. His desk was a rare thing in the Underground. It was made of the rarest wood in the land. He only had it cause, well because he had brought it from Aboveground not long after he had become Goblin King. Its creator long dead to the world above.

Jareth sat in the chair behind it. Flicking his wrist, he created a crystal. As he looked inside, he saw Sarah chasing Púca out of the room. When she began to undress, he flicked his wrist again. Jareth sighed and leaned back into his chair.

Sarah looked at the dress on the bed. It was lovely. It had long white sleves and skirt, while the bodice was a soft pink. She looked at it. The bodice was to be laced. How was she going to lace the thing up after she had it on?

Sighing she quickly got out of the nightgown and sliped into the dress. As soon as she was covered, the laces tied themselves.

"Ok. It's a magic dress."

Suddenly by her feet a pair of pink satin slippers appeared. Sarah sliped her feet inside as Púca opened the door.

"You're dressed, milady."

"Yeah. So lead me to the king."

Púca knodded and opened the door fully. "If you please, milady."

Sarah followed the little gobin. Púca led her past rooms beyond rooms. Then down serveral flights of stairs. Sarah was so lost and dizzy that when Púca finally stopped she almost triped over him.

"Sorry."

Púca looked up at her and smiled. "It's all right, milady. The King is inside." Quickly he knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Smiling he left her there to face Jareth alone. Sarah garthered her strength and opened the door.

Jareth reclined in his chair watching Sarah as she entered. The dress he had choosen looked even better on her than he had imagined. Of course she could be wearing the ugliest thing in the world and she would still be beautiful to him.

Slowly she moved towards him. He savored it because he knew that it was going to be something he would see forever.

Sarah stopped infront of his desk. "What the hell do you mean about you have much to tell me?"

Jareth gestured to the chair beside him, which magicaly appeared out of no where. "Have a seat, Sarah. This will take awhile."

Sarah looked at leaned forward and placed her hands on his desk. He could see her anger growing in her eyes. "Start talking, Goblin King."

Jareth smirked. "Very well. But the chair is for you if you should need it."

"Fine. Get going."

"I know that you are adopted, Sarah."

"So what does that have to do with them jerks kidnapping me?"

"I belive Hogwart told you about the missing High Princess, did he not?"

"Yeah, what does that have to do…" Sarah stopped. "I think I need that chair." The chair moved and was behind her. Sarah collapsed into it. "I'm her, aren't I?" She hung her head.

"Yes. Your parents have been on me for years to return you to them, but I knew that you weren't ready."

Sarah looked up at him. "Ok. Fine. If I do what they want, can I still see Toby?"

Jareth stood up. "That is another thing I would like to discuss with you."

"Discuss? You tell me I'm a princess. That isn't a discussion."

"Well this is. I was hoping you would allow me to make Toby my heir. I will be leaving here soon."

"Why?"

"I'm taking a new throne."

"oh. If Toby was here I could see him, right?"

"I don't see why not. The boy will need to be teached. Besides I believe your husband will be understanding. Even if not by blood all will see him as your brother."

"Why do you keep saying my husband will? I'm not married."

Jareth froze his face. She was not to know about that yet. He looked at her. "You are to be married so that you may become High Queen. Your parents have since your birth been looking for just the right man for you. Unfortunately anyone they have choose will not do."

"What do you mean?"

"Did he tell you about how all of the other Fae either fear me or think lowly of me?"

"I don't think so."

"My new throne will have them all thinking better of me."

"Humm. Ok. So I have no choice do I."

"Not really. I'm returning you to your parents later today."

Sarah nodded.

"Your friends will go with you. Hopefully they will give you some comfort."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Sarah, remember this. You are above me in rank." At least for the moment.

"All right."

Sarah looked up at him. His face and eyes told two different things to her. His face told her he didn't care, but his eyes showed that he wanted her to say something. He was begging her to say something.

Since he had shone up in front of her, she had felt as if her soul was being pulled towards him. Sarah wanted nothing more than for him to pull her into his arms, but she knew that was a lie. She now had to choose about Toby. If she left him there no one would take care of him.

"Toby can become your heir."

"Thank you, Sarah."

"All I want is that you are the one who teaches him everything he needs to know."

"I had not thought of anyone else, Sarah."

"I may not know much, but you aren't supposed to be calling me Sarah."

"You're right, Your highness. I am not, but until I return you to your parents I believe I still can."

"When will Toby be brought here?"

"After your marriage has been consummated."

"Great."

Now she had to marry someone she had never met and have sex with him for her brother to come here. Well she would do it.

I hope you enjoyed it. Now reveiew if you please. I have my only mid-term this term on March 3 so I'll be study, but I'll try to get Chapter 7 up. Don't worry I might be able to write it tomorrow. I have another test next week, but it is opened book so I'm not that worried.

Next chapter is Sarah meeting her real parents. Also I introduce the guy her parents want her to marry. Of course we know that wouldn't happen.