Author's Note
Now, there were several very cliched routes I could have taken with this letter; a few of them, I was sorely tempted to take. However, whilst my computer was in the shop, I went to go see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows with my grandpa (Side note: I bawled like an absolute baby several times during the movie). Anyways, when it comes to marriage/wedding proposals, I always imagine something a little more...personal and creative. That, combined with the best movie I have ever seen in my entire life, gave me this little doo-dad. And, yes, that is a technical term. So, as always, enjoy and let me know what you think!
Disclaimer
Angel Of Broadway does not own anything from or relating to the 80's cult flick Labyrinth or David Bowie. I would, however, like to own a fancy piece of Fae jewelry like this one.
Diadem
"What in the name of...?"
The thing sat on her bed, glittering up at Sarah almost menacingly. To anyone else, it would have looked completely harmless resting inside the black velvet box, but the brunette knew better than that. Even if she hadn't stumbled across the long box hidden in the farthest reaches of her closet, she still would have been more than wary just seeing it. Finally confused and annoyed enough, she knew exactly who could be behind this mystery box.
"Jareth!"
The blonde popped his head around the door seconds after being called, once again confirming her suspicions that he really was stalking her. The pleasant smile gracing his face quickly faded when his bi-colored gaze landed on the object sitting on her bed. He fully stepped into the room, almost looking like he was going to be a bit sick.
"How did you find that?" he asked, his voice unusually quiet. "You weren't supposed to find that. I thought I had hid it well enough."
"I was looking for a pair of boots, and stumbled across this little thing," she answered, crossing her arms and fixing him with a frown. His reaction was not helping. "So. Do you want to tell me what exactly this means?"
The king let out a long sigh and raked a hand through his wild hair, walking over and carefully lifting the box in his hands. "I did plan on showing you, just...not for a while." Taking a seat on the bed, he set the velvet box aside and very gently lifted the object inside, gazing down at it in what looked like reverence. "This actually belonged to my grandmother, and she wore it as queen. I had hoped that when-if you ever said yes, you would wear it..."
Sarah blinked a few times in surprise-she was used to him still believing in her becoming his queen one day, but she had definitely been taken aback by his confession. "You...wanted me to wear your grandmother's tiara?" The silver circlet was quite beautiful, the metal twisted into delicate little flowers, and it was a strange comparison to his dark gloves.
"It's actually a diadem," he corrected absently, though she didn't let herself get bother by it. "I've actually had it hidden in your closet for quite some time. When I gained possession of her jewels, I knew the Goblin City wasn't exactly the safest place for such important things, and we were back on speaking terms by then...I didn't think you would mind."
"Well, no, I don't mind, but it still would have been nice to know that I had priceless fey jewelry in my house," she retorted as she sat down next to him, watching how he handled the diadem. "You're still stuck on the idea of me being your queen."
Jareth sighed again and replaced the crown back in it's box, gingerly closing the lid. "You know I love you, Sarah." She knew just where his speech was leading. "If you could only consider it; you play all your different roles as queens or noble ladies-why not actually live it? You already have most the kingdom wrapped around your little finger, and they treat you better than they treat me, in all honesty."
"Jareth, we've talked about this. It's just not the right time, and you know the goblins fear you just as they should." She stood up from the bed and gave him a light smile as she headed for the door. "I love you too, okay?"
"Okay," he mumbled in reply, and she couldn't help laughing at how much he looked like a petulant child.
She stopped at the door, noticing that he looked more than a little disheartened by her rejection, and that made her frown. "Hey."
He quickly looked up, a few strands of hair falling in front of his eyes from the movement. Just a simple action like that had her smiling, realizing how much he was able to make her smile on a daily basis.
"It's very nice, but a ring would have done just as well," she told him, turning out of the room before she could see his response. The shout of surprised excitement was more than enough.
End
Well, I think it's pretty cute. Tiny bit angsty maybe? I dunno, I'm still working on angst. I also realize I've been cranking out chapters left and right, but that's because I really want to get started on my Halloween chapter, because I'm so excited for Halloween! Well, that, and because it's probably going to take most of my brain power to write that one up. As always, review and let me know what you think!
