It had been two days since Sarah had opened her eyes to Jareth's face and each day her strength returned. Maggie and her father had stayed with her to help her ease back into the life she'd wanted before. She picked a flower from the garden that was dusted with what appeared to be gold glitter and smelt of rich spices. The strange thing was the flower seemed to remind her of a certain Fae. She smiled and looked up. Jareth watched her from the shade a large tree. His entire form called to her. Leaving Maggie at the flower bed she crossed the garden to sit beside him.
"Hello love," he said wrapping his arm around her.
"I found this." She held up the flower so it caught a rare beam of light. "It reminded me of you."
He chuckled. "And I," he waved his hand over her braid, "found these." He drew her braid over her shoulder so she could see before tilting her head to look at him. "They're called phlox; they mean 'our souls are united'."
She smiled. It had been this way since she'd woken up. He never stopped looking at her and he never missed the chance to let her rest against him, which was a lot. There were spells every now and then when she would feel suddenly tired but they were beginning to pass. Still she kept the act going, after all she didn't mind in hailing her fiancé's sent or feeling his warmth or his heartbeat. In fact at that moment despite the fact that she had never felt more alive all she wanted to do was curl up in his arms and sleep listening to the rhythmic pounding of his heart. She let out a content sigh.
"Are you sure you're alright to go to the ball tonight? After all…"
"I'll be fine, I promise. Besides, your people need to see that everything's ok, that you are still a fit ruler. I have to be there because you're announcing our engagement and besides you'll be at my side the whole time keeping me strong. Won't you?"
"Of course," he conceded. Her will was strong, stronger than it had been in a while. He leaned forward until Sarah was resting on the ground below him. "I'll never lose you again." He ran his fingers over her braid.
She looked up memorizing every line and detail of his face. She would never forget him again. How had she done it in the first place? "No, you won't."
He bent down and kissed her. After all they had forever, not really very long, no not long at all.
The End
There you have it a short romantic ending. Sorry it took so long…I've been busy. Anyway ten points and a one-shot (labyrinth topic of winners choice) to the one who finds the reference to my story Return to the labyrinth.
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