cassy_living_in_labyrinth/set?id=200299511

Life in the labyrinth wasn't as hard to adjust to as I thought it would be. Jareth provided me with a room in the castle, plenty of clothes, jewelry, and freedom to explore the labyrinth. I could go wherever I wanted, as long as I didn't go past the outer wall of the maze. My room overlooked the labyrinth, giving me a view of the land beyond. Every night, I ate dinner alone. I was told that Jareth had kingly duties to attend to, but it didn't make it any less lonely. I was getting used to the goblins, but they weren't amazing conversationalists.

Each night, I could see Jareth walking through the castle gardens and despite hating myself for it, I could help but wonder what it would be like to have him kiss me for real. To have him hold me like he did in my dream. It was irritating me to no end. He kidnapped my siblings. He made my journey through the labyrinth much more difficult than it needed it to be. He poisoned me, imprisoned me, and made the residents of the labyrinth's lives Hell. So, why then, was it that I couldn't get him out of my head?

It seemed that wherever I was, he wasn't and likewise, wherever I wasn't he was. In daily life I was content here, but I would go crazy if I didn't talk to someone semi- human soon. It was on a clear night when I finally decided to lose my patience. I waited until I saw him in the gardens that night and called down to him.

"Jareth! Can I talk to you, please!"

He looked up at me, his mismatched eyes meeting my green ones. His human form faded away and as an owl, he flew up and landed on my window sill. He didn't change back, just stood there...looking at me...waiting...

"Damn it, Jareth. If you're not even going to talk to me, send me home." I sighed crossing my arms. "Why am I even here?"

He tilted his head and changed back into his usual goblin king self. He stood on the floor and leaned back against the window. "Because you took your sister's place. That was your decision."

"Yes, but I didn't expect social isolation."

"I promised I'd make you comfortable here."

"Well I'm not comfortable." I rolled my eyes. "Look...We're stuck with each other so we can at least try to be civil?"

"If it would make you happy..." he he took my hand and kissed my palm. Immediately, I was reminded of the dream and a hot blush crept to my face.

Looking away from him, I crossed my arms, "It would." I'd be damned if I let him see the affect he had on me.

"Then if it would please you, I'll eat with you tomorrow night."

"Alright. I'll hold you too that."

Jareth smirked and and turning back into an owl, flew away. I watched as his feathered form disappeared. I knew that I was taking a big risk by trusting him but i didn't know who else to turn to. Hoggle had gone back to his job spraying fairies outside the wall so I didn't get to talk to him as often as I would have liked. I'd visited Mr. and Mrs. Worm a few times but since they lived on the far wall of the labyrinth, it was a long trip both ways. As for the Hat,he'd been returned to the wiseman and they moved through the labyrinth and Underground, providing wisdom...for a small fee of course.

If Jareth was the only constant companion I'd have here, then I would gladly make an effort to get along with him. Now that Sophie and Milo were home, we had no reason to be at each other's throats. And despite my better judgement, Jareth was still one of my favorite characters from the movie. It was this kind of thinking and the simple decision to trust the goblin king that would forever change my life in the Underground, but I didn't know that yet. Looking back, it was probably the best decision I could have made.