AN: I want to apologize for the Looooong break between chapters. A lot has been going on in my life. I got sick and started a new job where I was working 3 jobs. Things are under control now. So here's the next chapter in our story.
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Jareth sat upon his throne contemplating the news of Jennifer's lineage. Surely when she learns of this, she will want to return to the underground. She was fae, if only a little. But her aura was stronger than is should be for someone possessing only a tiniest bit of fae blood. There must be another relative in her line that is fae.
Jareth made a small gesture that made the book containing Jennifer's lineage appear.
"There must be a way to find the fae blood in her family," he said contemplative.
He sat and thought for several minutes until he came upon the answer. With a sly gleam in his eye, he waved his hand and another crystal appeared.
"I can use this to look at the faces of each one to see if there is a fae aura present. Even though they are deceased, it should still give me their auras from when they lived.
Jareth spent several hours going through each of the members of Jennifer's family.
"This is useless. There has to be a better way," he thought for a bit and suddenly he yelled out, "I am so daft. Why didn't I think of this sooner!"
He conjured another crystal. This one would glow red when it passed over or near any name or near any person who had fae blood.
Once again, he continued his search through the book. This time he could go one page at a time instead of one name at a time. He had little success this way. The only names that glowed red where that of Jennifer's mother and Jennifer herself.
"It must be her father that is the fae blood. How strange that we do not know who he is. There must be some spell concealing his identity."
Suddenly a crystal appeared in front of Jareth, floating at eye level. With a strange echoing voice through the crystal was Jennifer's voice.
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On her desk was the silver mirror stutter gave her, "here goes nothing. Jareth king of the goblins I wish to speak with you."
Jareth heard Jennifer's call. In a flash of glitter, Jareth now stood behind Jennifer.
"You called me?" he spoke with a slightly mischievous smile, "I was beginning to wonder if you were ever going to call upon me."
"We need to talk. Sir Didymus has told me the truth of who I am."
"I suspected he would tell you."
"Please don't be angry with him."
"No I am not angry. He did save me the trouble of telling you all of that. This also gave me time to find other useful information about your family."
"I wish to go to the underground. I want to meet my family."
"There is something else you should know that Didymus would not have known."
"Oh," she asked curious.
"Yes. As you are aware, you are half fae. Being so, once you cross to the underground you won't be able to return. Your fae side will become whole."
"I see. Are you sure that this will happen even though my fae heritage is so diluted?"
"No. I am not positive but it is a possibility. One that you need to weigh in your decision to cross."
"Jareth this is a risk I am willing to take. I am ready to go when you are."
"Yes I see that you are. You do look the part," Jareth paused in thought for a moment, "Jennifer, there is one thing I must tell you. I have discovered that someone is trying to destroy your family line. I don't know who yet but I think why you visit in the underground you should stay in my castle."
"Very well. So long as you don't have any ideas about my staying there other than as a guest. From what I understand I am to be high queen."
"Yes you are but you will have to prove your lineage and become full fae first. If the trip underground does not change you it will have to be done in a special ritual."
"We shall deal with this when we need to. First things first, we must find what family I have left in the underground if any.
"AS you wish," he took Jennifer's hand and with a slight gesture of his own, they disappeared in a puff of glitter.
