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"Have you ever thought about your kids in the future?" Jareth asked as he looked over Sarah's head and stared off into the distance as they ate their dinner.
"Not really, why?"
"Just wondering. I bet my kids would be the most adorable little brats you've ever seen."
"Well you have the brat part right." Sarah giggled to herself as he came back down to earth and raised his eyebrow at her. "I think my children will have long brown hair and turn out to be good. All children make you go grey after awhile, but hopefully mine will take it easy on me."
"Well now, if you had a maid to help you, you wouldn't turn grey."
"How can I afford a maid?" Sarah squinted at him. "We all can't be a king or queen like you."
"You could marry one."
Sarah went quite for a minute before coming up with a reply. "I would like to raise my children myself."
"I never said you couldn't do that. I just suggested a maid."
"I don't want your suggestions about my future children." Sarah said getting a little heated.
"Sarah, calm yourself, your making your face turn red. When I said you could marry a King I didn't mean me."
"How many other kings do you think I know?"
"I was just suggesting to set your hopes high."
"Why would I do that? People always say never to get your hopes up."
"That way when they come crashing down, I'll be here to pick up the pieces." The goblins listening outside the doors found his little comment to be quite the pick up line, but Sarah thought differently. She shot up and stormed out, almost hitting said goblins with the door.
It wasn't till later that night that the guilt started to eat away at her. She tossed and turned in her bed thinking of all the ways she could have handled that situation better. She could have ignored the comment, gave him a disapproving look, or simply just changed the subject. But no, she let her anger get the best of her. "It's not fair," she mumbled to herself as she got out of bed and put her slippers on. She went out her door and down to his room. The door wasn't latched so when she softly knocked on it, it opened a little.
"Yes Sarah?" Came a soft tired voice. He didn't sound angry or hurt, just tired and sad.
"C-can I come in?"
"You're already halfway in." She opened the door the rest of the way and saw him sitting up in his window playing with one of his crystal balls. He was staring off into the distance, the look on his face similar to how it was in the dinning room.
"I came here to apologize for my behavior at dinner. It was very unlady-like and improper all together. No one should have acted like that and I sincerely apologize. I didn't mean to get all upset over that little comment, or that whole conversation. I just-"
"This is rather a long apology. Can you skip to the end please?" He didn't turn to face her, just kept staring out into the distant scenery.
"Okay, I'm sorry for being a jerk."
"Thank you Sarah." There was silence as Sarah shifted awkwardly on her feet. He wasn't moving, he just just kept staring.
"Jareth, I can't handle this anymore. What's the matter?" She relaxed a little when he turned and faced her.
"Nothing dear, now go to bed. I'll see you at breakfast tomorrow."
"...Okay," she gave up realizing she was never going to get him to talk. She quickly walked up to him and placed a soft kiss on his cheek and swept out of the room. He watched her nightgown slip out of the doorway as she returned the door to it's previous position. He sighed and continued looking back out into the distance.
"Why does love hurt so?" He asked himself. He's time was drawing to a close and he was afraid she would not marry him after all. This was his last chance and he could feel it slipping out of his grasp.
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