No I did not die, thought I came VERY close. Never sit out a category 5 hurricane inside of a 1973 mobile home people. I know this from experience.
Okay, Okay, Okay! I know that it has been a LONG time.
RUNS JUST AHEAD OF A GREATER MOB THAN THE LAST
Hey, my computer was trashed by Hurricane Charley! I was lucky that daddy replaced it as a Christmas Present! But DRUM ROLL Chapter Ten is up! One good thing about that crappie Hurricane – it gave me inspiration in exchange for the home that he took from me. New characters, deeper danger for Sarah, but two steps back can get you a step forward.
Now that I have internet at home, no more excuses for avoiding updates. So, here you all go.
DISCLAIMER: Labyrinth and all that is connected to it belongs to someone other than me!
Chapter Ten
"SARAH!" Jareth roared in frustration and fear. His angel was gone, all because he could not protect her. No, if he was going to save her Jareth knew that he had to maintain his focus rather than set blame anywhere.
Toby was whimpering as he clutched the Goblin King's leg. Yes, Sarah meant the world to the little boy. Those gathered were livid with rage, but such would not help Sarah. Robert took a few breaths to calm himself before speaking to no one and everyone at once. "Where could this Brenna take my daughter?"
"Anywhere." Hoggle snapped. Now the stupid human called Sarah his daughter. What about all of that time his best and first friend was suffering in that filthy room? All of that time he had worried about Sarah, Hoggle was angry at the man beside him for betraying his friend. Unnervingly it reminded the little dwarf of all the times he too had done the same. Times he was more ashamed of than ever.
There was a groan all around. There had to be something that could be done. Toby sobbed out, "can't someone bring sissy back?"
Eban created a clear crystal and threw it into the air, but it turned black and exploded into extra fine glitter. Brenna's high pitched laughter filled the room. No, no, no now. That would be far too simple and bring an end to my fun. I'll give her back … once I am finished with the Pauper Princess that is.
Karen voiced the mortals' confusion. "What does that mean?"
"Brenna has placed spells that prevents magic from summoning Sarah back here." Tryamon explained fearfully. This girl had gained her love and respect. The High Queen had begun to hope that possibly her eldest child would finally settle down and give her a first grandchild.
Karen broke down in her husband's arms. What was to become of the girl she wished so desperately was her own? Robert too was grieving. He had caused all of this … he had destroyed his little girl. If only he could … if only.
Toby looked up at the Fae he had begun to hope would be his big brother someday. "Can we go to sissy like before, bubby?"
That sent confusion through the others around him as Jareth looked on the boy who once again spoke the idea needed to give the Goblin King his dearest wish. Ignoring the questioning looks Jareth magically changed his clothes into the outfit he wore the night that he first met Sarah in the flesh. Then he created a shimmering clear crystal in his left palm, a crystal for a wish of pure love and faith. With a smirk on his face, the King of the Goblins and the Labyrinth picked up and held in his free arm the boy who might still be his younger brother yet. "From the mouths of babes I have heard the mortals say many a time. Say the right words, Tobias."
Toby shut his eyes and focused on all his favorite memories he had of his precious big sister. This just had to work! It had to! "I wish that we all were with my big sissy …RIGHT NOW!"
Those precious words floated out of the child's mouth onto the air that was filled with magic created specifically for him. The currents of magic held tight to the love, hope, faith, and determination that each vibration possessed. The tide and flow of enchanted splendor created the needed spells which turned the spring and streams of magic that filled the air into ribbons and garlands of rainbows that floated and twisted around all involved. This conduit soon shimmered into a pure silvery pearl barrier that held all in place as the rainbows were soaked up by the shimmering crystal in Jareth's palm. Once every color was taken in, the crystal hummed with a level of power none in the Underground had felt created by the wish of a mere mortal.
This boy was very unique among his kind. His belief and faith in the magic of the Underground was unequaled. Sarah had given the child a powerful gift that gave him the respect of many in the shield of binding magic. This was a respect that only gave Sarah more admiration and wonder from those who all wanted to help in saving her from the terrible fate that none had yet defeated. Still the new Princess had overcome the Labyrinth, a maze that had never been conquered in the time that Jareth had ruled it. That proved that this was not an average mortal woman the Goblin King adored.
The humming of the crystal picked up as it shimmered and flooded the room with glittery light. Yes, this wish was powerful. Yet there still remained a single question – would it be over in time to save the woman they sought?
A heartbeat later the crystal shattered into a whirlwind of fine glitter that took claim of all. The room was dark and empty. Obviously it was a spell that was either not considered by Princess Brenna, or was too powerful for the spoilt Royal. The group was on their way, each hoping that Sarah was strong enough for them to get to her side.
During all of this Brenna herself was standing over the prone body of Sarah as the girl writhed and groaned in a tortured nightmare. How deliciously satirical her plan was. In the end, who would suspect the place she chose to hide the paltry 'Princess' in this place that once housed the most delectable punishments and horrors. All before she caught his eye.
Brenna had vied for Jareth's throne for over four hundred years and was so close to gaining her aspiration, but he gained stars in his eyes after a trip to seek a contender for Brenna's marital petitions. For two years he sought out a believer who was 'worthy' of his maze. And thirteen were selected – one for each month of the year – and all were not of the marriage age. Yet, this Williams girl held tight to his interest. She would dress and hold herself in a manner of a courtly lady … one who belonged to the Underground, not the human peasant she was. And Jareth would fly off or create a monitoring crystal to see her at his every convenience. Brenna was only thankful that this girl was the last to be tested.
And then came that ill night. Williams mutter the wrong story to the screaming brat she called a brother. It woke and gained the attentions of the goblins that were assigned to watch and wait for the signal to encourage her meeting with the Goblin King. They took it as their cue and encouraged the girl a full two years and twelve months before it was time – yet Jareth had no choice but to steal the babe and face the girl down. Jareth's spell was set that if the girl succeeded in defeating the Labyrinth then he would give himself fully to her – including his throne and marriage pledge.
Oh, the little hussy was able to turn the perfidious scum of the place against its ruler, the only way in which she could possibly win. But, when Jareth granted the tramp all of her deepest desires – all which Brenna herself hungered for – Williams refused him! What for? A squalling brat!
Did that end the performance? No, far from that. Jareth declared that the champion of the Labyrinth was the only woman he would bind himself to! Brenna growled and kicked the human trash hard in the ribs, enjoying the sound of its cracking ribs. That in itself left Brenna at a lower position than when she first started to gain that damn throne!
Jareth would spend his days ruling and watching over the mortal pretty. At first, Brenna was content in waiting for the bitch to die. It would not take long at all, as humans were so very fragile and prone to death. But then she heard the news.
The Goblin King had set a spell on the mortal to track her soul to its next incarnation so he could have another chance with the whore! Two life times to wait through with the chance that in her next life the bitch would change her mind! That was too much for Brenna to wait for.
Many times she moved for the tramp to meet an early end, but those attacks were all thwarted by her precious friends and Jareth. All Brenna had left was to dirty Williams so that she was not fit to be at Jareth's side.
That was why she went through the slut's mind. Oh, the inspiration came in the form of Sarah's own worse nightmare! Being raped by her lewd uncle with no support from her precious father! It was too perfect!
First Brenna set a spell on the father. It brought out all his worse fears and old hates towards Sarah's mother onto the daughter. How very like the mother was the child. Perhaps a little too much so? That was enough. Humans were spectacular at inventing all kinds of ill themselves.
And then she had that little talk with her agent. Yes, Dan wanted his niece desperately. In fact, he wanted to breed the slut to gain his own girl to breed. But the father had to walk in on the party!
Still that might not have mattered in the least. Her spell's effect was far better than Brenna had dared hoped. Oh, she had such a laugh as poor Sarah was hit and forced to leave. The laughter was deepened by the trash bin the father threw his child in! Oh, poor Sarah would not have her family's blessings! That alone meant there would be no match in this life for the pitiful mortal to Jareth. Still, it would be such a long wait. After all, even with the illness that Brenna had encouraged into the mortal's lungs, time was ticking by. Adding on that she would have to still wait another lifetime of this whore to regain her grip on Jareth's titles, it was too much.
Yet, she watched as pathetic Sarah struggled. Each slap in the mortal's face was a delight. And she refused to call on her friends through it all. Too proud to let them see where she had ended up! Oh how delicious! It became all the better when the mortal was propositioned for sex in exchange for the roof over her head. Brenna could not help watching it all. That turned out to be her worse mistake.
Brenna watched as Williams planned out her suicide, giving encouragement here and there as she dared. And then she watched as the girl wept for what should belong to Brenna! Gave it all up willingly for her brother, and now had not even the brat she had gained. Instead there were what-ifs and maybes and longings housed in a filthy apartment.
When the guttersnipe's pledge of love was answered, Brenna too was stunned that it was answered by the brat and HER Goblin King! Then Sarah went with the two of them to the Goblin City! All of Brenna's hard work was in jeopardy!
Speaking of her hard work, Brenna realized that all was not lost on that original plan. After all, it would be quite some time before any would think of searching the Goblin King's own dungeons for the mortal. And Brenna could feel her agent was nearby. Why not? "Come forth, my servant!"
A heartbeat later, Dan Williams was lying on the filthy floor at her feet. How appropriate. "You failed me, Dan."
"You said I could have her!"
Brenna raised an elegant eyebrow and half smirked. "I gave the girl to you."
Dan growled as he stood and glared at the Fae woman before him. "You didn't say that I'd have to work for her!"
"Danny Boy, you should have waited until there would have been no interference. Yet, I believe that I can be generous this one time. You must keep your promise to impregnate the brat for me so Jareth can have no right to make her his bride." Brenna cooed as she pointed towards the unconscious Sarah Williams.
Dan by this time had learned his lesson well. "What's wrong with her?"
"She drank a tiny draft, nothing else. And now she won't stop you, nor will she testify against you." Brenna rubbed the desires in this scum with her magic.
Not that he needed too much encouragement. Dan's eyes glazed over as a smirk grew. "Oh, this time she won't slip away from me. Time to play, Sarah."
Sarah thrashed as the nightmare intensified. Dan smirked at that. "Where is your precious Fag King now, Sarah?"
In her mind, life was spiraling downhill fast for Sarah Williams.
Her eyes slowly opened to see a barren desert. Near her were crumbles of what seem to once have been wall, a collapsed wooden door, and long dead scrub. The earth beneath her was parched and burning hot, but not as heated as the sky above her. No clouds, just dusty rust colored sky and a huge sun beating down on her relentlessly. Heated dry air blew against her skin and hair, blowing hot grains of sand at her. Where was she now?
"Don't recognize the kingdom you once would have shared with me?" Sarah twisted to see Jareth seated on a pile of the rubble, glaring down on her. "Didn't think you would; not after the 'alterations' you created in your rule, Princess."
"What are you talking about Jareth?" Sarah gasped. This couldn't be …
Jareth smirked disdainfully on her as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Oh it is, Sarah. Welcome home to what remains of my kingdom."
Sarah was horrified. No, this was not what she remembered the Labyrinth looking like. Something was wrong here! "No …"
"Yes, Sarah. See what you did to my home? Only I live now." Jareth growled as he began to stalk forward towards her.
Sarah panicky began scooting back to get away from him, only to hit another Jareth's chest as he half lay on the ground. She played with a tendril of her hair uninterestingly. "Now how should I repay you for this interesting gift?"
Sarah bolted just in time to avoid the second Jareth's grasp, only to be caught in the arms of yet another Jareth. The frightening part was that the other two Jareths were still in her vision. Frightened beyond the highest level she had ever before imagined, Sarah hoped there was still love in his heart for her. "Jareth …"
With every mockery of her plea, a new Jareth appeared. "Jareth."
"Jareth."
"Jareth."
"Jareth."
"Jareth."
Sarah broke free and started to bolt away, but in every direction she went for yet another new Jareth joined in the growing mass of the man.
"Where are you going to go, Sarah?"
"There is nothing left to bother you here."
"Interesting policy of yours, destroying one's kingdom and subjects; no responsibilities or hassles to deal with."
"Oh, frightened as your one time friends were the day you killed them all, Sarah?"
"Such a cry-baby."
"What delusion every made me see you as fit for my bed, much less to be enthroned beside me?"
Sarah was terrified and shaky. She just needed a moment to settle it all out. This couldn't be real! "Leave me alone!"
"Leave me alone!"
"Leave me alone!"
"Leave me alone!"
"Leave me alone!"
As their eyes grew more cold and hard, Sarah became more desperate for an escape. Finally, one Jareth pulled her into his arms. "Never Sarah. It is time to repay you for this destruction."
His hand pulled back and struck Sarah's cheek so hard that she spun and hit the ground hard. That was what started the attack.
Every Jareth let Sarah have it as she came close to him. Kicking, biting, scratching, slapping, and punching her all over. Sarah had never felt such pain in her life. Her screams of agony only served to incite the Jareths to redouble their efforts to hurt her. Then the attack grew darker. There were gropes and touches her Jareth just wouldn't do to her. Sarah needed space to figure it all out.
Suddenly she was shoved carelessly through one of the dried out and half collapsed pile that once were the junk piles around the gates to the Goblin City. The Jareths all spoke in unison. "You wanted your space and privacy. Where better than you foul little room?"
The door slammed shut and Sarah heard the lock turn.
The stench was the first difference she noticed. Oh, it was nearly as bad as the Bog of Eternal Stench! Sarah fought against her stomach's urge to empty itself. Then she took note of the dust and spider webs. Turning around the image became worse.
The dust was thick everywhere and spider webs touched nearly everything in sight. All of her treasures were smashed and broken, and there were piles of trash and spoiled food rotting about the place. The windows barely allowed any light to pass through because they had dirt seemingly caked on the glass.
Her bed appeared as if it had not been made in ages. Given the movement under the sheets and blankets, Sarah had no doubt that it was heavily infested with bugs as well. The curtains that had hung around the head of her bed were shredded and what was still attached to the cracked and broken frame hung limply.
The place was worse than a pig sty. But, this was where Sarah seemed to be stuck.
She cleared off the seat in front of her vanity the best she could. This area almost smelt worse than the rest of the room. Looking in the mirror, her reflection was a woman Sarah didn't know.
This Sarah was beyond ash pale to near bleached white in skin color. Her hair was jet black and didn't seem to reflect any light, only absorb it in like a black hole. Her lips were a dark red that were nearly black. Her eyes went from green to black and sharp with a hunger in them that frightened Sarah.
She looked away from the image and started to try piecing it all together. This place was worse than the Labyrinth she had faced down so long before. Outside a storm wind blew and roared against the house, starting Sarah from her thoughts. The tree outside of her window began to bang against the window. Shaking off her sudden fear, she went back to her thoughts.
Why Jareth would had been so kind, and gone so far as to propose to her? Why would he have force her promise to not take her own life if this had been his plans for her? After all, the man had punished her 'Uncle' and Father. Then Jareth introduced her to his parents. There was something that just didn't feel right to Sarah.
Lighting struck as the storm grew worse and harsh rains began to slam against the house. It startled her from her considerations again. The entire house was shaking around her. The walls quivered seemingly with fear and the once sturdy home felt rickety. Sarah knew that she was locked in, and had no doubt that banging on the door along with screaming for help would be worthless.
Gently panting with concern, Sarah watched as the room swayed in the attacking storm. Why had Jareth done this to her?
At that thought, she remembered the sweet feeling of waking in his arms without having him make insinuations of anything but sleep. Never had Sarah felt so safe. With a loud cracking and violent roll of the floor underneath her feet, the entire room and seemingly house caved in on the far corner of her room.
What had the obviously fake Hoggle said before? This labyrinth … what was it about this labyrinth? Then Sarah remembered that Jareth too had said something she had not grasped at the time. Labyrinth of … of what?
The room rumbled as suddenly the roof peeled of like wrapping paper, hit the tree, and then came slamming back down in huge pieces. All of the trash, broken things of childhood, dirt, slime, and filth covered and seemingly swallowed Sarah painfully. She felt unknown crawling bugs or other creatures all over her body. It was disgusting! She was thinking … about Jareth's words … his and Hoggle's … labyrinth of what? The debris dragged Sarah further down and began crushing her body tighter. Soon she couldn't think at all. The pain became so intense that it was all her mind could understand.
Sarah screamed in agony, but none heard. Her screamed carried on, rising and growing more piercing as the pressure of her poor body increased. After what felt like forever, her voice gave way to silence, but her body continued to scream in pain. That took another two or three eternities to kill her nerves to the point that she felt nothing at all.
The world began spinning. Sarah had no idea what way was up. All she knew was filth, stench that was nearly the level of the Bog, and darkness. This was all she had felt in the months she had lived in that filthy apartment. Now she was surrounded by those feelings with no way out. Why didn't Jareth love her anymore? Had she really killed all those who meant so much to her? Was that image in the mirror everything that Jareth thought about her?
So alone and lost, Sarah broke down into tears. Maybe this was where she belonged?
As Dan pushed up the skirt on Sarah's dress, He purred in contentment. He was going to get her cherry and knock her up. To hell with that nightmare the queer had made him dream. No, this bitch belonged to him. "So Sarah, where is your dear homo boyfriend now?"
"Standing behind you, scum."
Instantly, Dan realized that he was in deep shit. He wondered where Brenna was when he needed her most. Before he could move Dan felt something make contact with his ribs, causing them to crack and sending him off Sarah's body to the other side of the room.
The room was full of people and things that did not look too happy. Karen and some woman were covering his bitch's legs while some little old man was checking her! No, she belonged to him!
Then Dan saw his little brother. "Hey Robbie, I … uh, I …"
Robert took four steps and then began to beat on Dan. With every blow, Robert let his frustration and anger out along with a shout, "For Sarah, for Toby, for Karen, for Linda, and for my future son-in-law!"
Jareth pulled him off Dan. "Others would like to have a turn to pay this scum back for Sarah."
Dan was terrified when all the creatures sniggered and chuckled with glazed looks in their eyes. "Robbie … bro …"
"You are NOTHING to me!" Robert screeched as he kicked Dan one last time. "Jareth, he's yours."
Smirking, Jareth knew that this man had learned his lesson well. Creating a crystal he shattered it on Dan. When the scum looked up at him in confusion, the Goblin King grinned evilly. "Wouldn't want you to perish during the punishments the subjects of mine and Sarah's kingdom have planned for you. He is yours our denizen."
The creatures all vanished with Dan in tow. Moments later, his terrifying screams filled the air. However, none cared.
Malvern worked his talent to its maximum and used every skill and trick he had ever learned. In the end, he sighed hard and shook his head as tears filled his eyes. He had failed she who might have been the Queen of the Labyrinth. "There is nothing left of her spirit to give any link to her mind and heart. I fear we are too late."
There were sobs and gasps. Jareth fell to his knees beside his only love's still body. He was the one who failed her in his own eyes. His beautiful love … his Winter Queen. Never again would any hold that title, nor his side in any form. "Sarah is my Queen unless she otherwise."
That ended all bids for his throne and his future duties. Jareth cared nothing for any of it. His love was slowly dying.
In moments, he swept Sarah up into his arms and took her and everyone back to the castle proper. Alana and their parents explained the postponement of the Ball until Sarah awoke or returned. Jareth mutely carried Sarah to his rooms and began what would take control of his everyday – taking care of Sarah.
Alana took over ruling the Labyrinth to give Jareth the freedom to tend the needs of Sarah's body. It was far sooner than she ever expected this duty, and she had hoped that such would have been given instead to her first niece or nephew.
Brenna appeared outside of her father's kingdom with a satisfied smirk on her face. Now all she had to do was wait for the mourning bells to ring.
Flicking her wrist, she at first paid no heed that the doors disobeyed her command. Another flick told her that something was very wrong. She spotted a guard and snarled up. "YOU! Open the gates!"
"That is forbidden." The guard announced.
Brenna was near fuming. "And pray explain why such is so."
The guard chuckled with an evil smirk on his face. "The King had disowned and barred you from the Kingdom."
Brenna paled further than normal. No, this couldn't be. Her father loved her! "You lie!"
"I do not impertinent beggar!" The guard snapped. "King Khons was so ashamed of your unprovoked attack on Princess Sarah that he has denounced you forever. Now be gone before we send the hounds upon you."
Brenna had no home, no Jareth, and no place of respite because of that damned mortal! If the tramp survived her battle with the Lunacy Draft, then Brenna decided that the next step was outright murder.
Fearing the guard's treat of her once beloved three headed hounds attacking her, Brenna left to plan out the mortal's end..
Jareth took Sarah's family back to their home and vowed to send for them the moment Sarah woke. Robert asked to be summoned the moment there was any form of change in his daughter. The Goblin King agreed and returned the family to the Aboveground.
For months after in the Underground, a familiar routine was to receive questions into Princess Sarah's well being and well wishes flowing into the kingdom from its neighbors were tended to by the entire Labyrinth.
Malvern studied every known text about the Draft, eventually finding a potion that could give them hope. Unfortunately, there was one ingredient that had not been seen in centuries. Acumen Lily root.
Jareth ordered that the whole of his kingdom be searched for the flower without success. Then he sent out pleads to all other kingdoms for similar searches. After several weeks, the flower was found. It had been beloved by the wife of King Antor, Iona, who only died in childbirth with their stillborn daughter two days before. Antor sent several of the plants because he would not wish his grief on Jareth – to lose the love of one's life was too horrible a fate.
Once the plants safely made their way to the Castle Beyond the Goblin City, Malvern worked furiously to prepare this potion with the greatest care of any he ever had. Every morning, noon, and night it was given to Princess Sarah. All there was left was to hope and pray for her to regain herself. And then came the fateful day.
As every morning, Jareth woke with Sarah's motionless form still breathing beside him. He reached his hand over to gently rub her cheek with his thumb before kissing her forehead as the tears as usual filled his eyes. He missed her so badly. "Good morning, my beloved. Ready to give all a reason to celebrate?"
Sarah gave now sign of hearing him. Jareth had grown accustomed to this. That is not to say he had given up. He just learned to accept that this was as close to having her with him. "Time to get up for the day, Sarah. Malvern will be bringing your medicine soon and then we can have our breakfast. After that, I have the day off again."
Jareth sat Sarah up on the bed a little. He sighed with deep fear that he just couldn't hold away. "Alana is becoming too accustomed in your role, my love. Sarah, you have to come back soon and take it back."
He began massaging her hands to keep her body from shutting down. At first he did not see it, for the change was only there a blink before it vanished. But then he looked up at just the right moment. Was that? It couldn't be! "HIGGLE!"
Hoggle growled as he stormed into the room. It had been a long time since the King had mispronounced his name. But the sight before the dwarf stopped his rage and his steps. Was that? SARAH WAS SMILING! It was only just, but he saw it on her lips! Hoggle had no idea what to say or do he was so happy and excited. The medicine had to be finally working!
Jareth too felt the same numb elation. But, his mind was working fast on what Sarah needed. Turning to Sarah's friend, Jareth started to look like his old self. "Get Malvern and tell him what is happening!"
Hoggle nodded and ran as fast as his limp and short legs allowed. Jareth spent the great time waiting for the healer talking to her. "You had to surprise me, Sarah. I don't have to see your eyes to know that their old fire is back. Sarah, I feel it radiating from your body. Come back soon, love. Keep right on fighting. I'll come in to help as soon as there is presence enough to bond with mine."
A giggle rattled just loudly enough in her chest to be detected by Jareth. She was returning to him! Startled back to the moment, Jareth created a crystal and sent it Aboveground back in time so that equal time had pasted in both worlds for Sarah's family. It would bring them all to this room the moment all of them touched it.
Malvern finally arrived to look Sarah over, gaining a shock. "She is far more powerful than any have given her credit for, majesty. It will be some days yet, but Princess Sarah is nearing the point of rescue. None have ever returned so quickly and fully."
"None have ever beaten my Labyrinth before Sarah either." Jareth pointed out with loving pride as he watched over his only love.
Bells of celebration rang out that day in the Labyrinth and messages of Sarah's improvement went out. Soon many were readying for the journey to the Goblin City to join the festivities to celebrate Sarah's strength.
Ellery rode before the caravan of his King. The young man was seemingly born with gift of intuition and had been wrong only once in his life. His sense was telling him a great danger was ahead, so he was ahead of his men a bit in order to detect the threat clearer.
Eventually, he came across a young peasant woman. Yet, Ellery knew that she was not all she seemed. "Hold, who are you?"
"My name is Ciarda. Can you tell me why such joyful bells ring out in the Labyrinth?"
Ellery noted something truly dark in this so called young lady's eyes – deep seeded hate. "The Princess Sarah is showing signs of recovery at last. If you wish to go give your greetings, I am sure that my King will not be against giving you transport to the Goblin City."
Ciarda shook her head. "I am waiting for my father. He still visits with his friend who lives just behind that great bolder over there. I thank you for your kindness all the same, kind sir."
Ellery nodded and turned his horse. "I must give my report of the road's security to my King. Good day, young one."
Ellery did not wait. He rode straight to his sovereign. King Herne received the young man in travel by opening the curtains on the Royal Carriage. "What news have you Ellery. It has been many years since last I have seen you so earnest."
"Sire, I have reason that ill times bear down on the Goblin King and his. It is an ill that will strike long before our caravan and troops will arrive." Ellery reported.
Young Princes Kyna adored the story of Princess Sarah, and was so looking forward to her first sight of the sleeping princess. "Father! We have to help."
Herne nodded. "Ellery, go render your aide and guard the Goblin King's own until our arrival."
"As you command, good sire."
With that Ellery rushed his horse at its top speed towards the Labyrinth.
He happened to know that none lived in the area that so-called girl had indicated. He also saw the fury that had flashed in her eyes.
What Ellery had not known was that he had been speaking with the former Princess Brenna. And that she was already on her way to give Jareth as much heartbreak as was physically possible.
WOW! Did it really take me almost two years to update? O.O Talk about a serious case of writer's block! LOL.
Lost my home but moved the story on another chapter. Should I hook Ellery up with Alana? How much longer until Jareth goes in to help Sarah? And should he go in alone people?
Talk to me everyone!