Author's Notes: Just got back from the Underground! Hope you enjoy! J Criticism is always appreciated!
*Then to the world a child was born*
Red lips pursed like a fish, Ixtab gasped harshly at the horrifying pain surrounding her. Her ears roared with the noise of goblin excitement and revelry.
"Push my queen, he doesn't want to come out…it is a very stubborn king." a dwarf midwife explained her deeply creased face pinching further in humor.
Slipping out a painful roar, the queen attempted to scoot away from the wise dwarf, "Yes," she hissed her pasty skin covered in droplets of sweat, "but I am a very impatient queen! Get this thing out of me!"
Ever since her failed attempts of abortion, she was dying to get that gruesome thing out of her and she wanted it to go as fast as possible.
"Oh look his little head is starting to pop out." the midwife gleamed, her light blue eyes twinkling in awe.
"JUST GET IT OUT!" Ixtab shrieked feeling her body contract and excruciating pain fell upon her.
"He's almost there…" the dwarf smiled ignoring the uneager mother's words.
*Meanwhile in the throne room…*
Albiorix paced frantically back and forth…is it time yet? He recalls angrily the attempts of ridding him of his heir a few months ago. The gall of that woman! She was always good at unnerving him.
He glanced around his chaotic throne room and glanced, annoyed, at the chaotic revelry surrounding him.
Swarms of goblins were drinking ale and making bets on what the future heir would be like.
"Two toads for the baby having five eyes!"
"One dead mouse for the boy to have sharp claws!"
"Five chickens for the baby to be just damn ugly," a moss green goblin drunkenly slurred, as he passed out.
The gnarled king placed his knobby hands on his marble throne, "Why does everything have to be so difficult?"
*One angry Sarah for one annoyed Goblin King*
Continuing on the dry earth Sarah continually seethed "Why did this have to happen to me? Why did he have to make this so difficult…?"
"Miss!" a ragged voice cried. Sarah turned to face a deep orange creature with big pustules glancing at her.
"Yes…" she asked warily shuddering as the creature glared at her with its large, puss colored eyes. "I was just looking for mandrake root on the road when I noticed you were hurt. Come with me to my apothecary and I'll fix you right up."
"I honestly don't know…" she hesitated glancing at the eager eyed beast to the bloody cuts around her body.
"Oh don't worry miss I'll fix you right up!" the feathered creature happily exclaimed grabbing weary Sarah by the hand.
*Pop goes the riding crop*
Jareth sighed as the feathered beast began to take the torn up Sarah away. Of course, she will take the birdbrain's help but not mine. He tapped his riding crop angrily well she will learn soon enough…
Author's Note: Sarah's journey to the second trial begins and it involves the loony bird. Once again, you do not need to read the things in italics to understand the main point of the story, but background does explain a lot. Time to study with Ludo…
*Me: What are the characteristics of the New England, Middle, and Southern Colonies?*
*Ludo: Colonies…friends."