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Chapter 12 Dreams and Secrets

Sarah silently watched King Odin pace back and forth in front of the window she was looking out a few moments ago. He had said she needed to get her magic back. Magic, she never thought that that one word would ever be attached to her. She knew she had access to something that was dormant to her before but she never would have thought it to be magic. It just seemed see had an overactive imagination and she saw that as a gift not a childish trait that stuck with her as she got older. Her imagination; while praised by drama and art teacher's, was also seen as a divider for her to enter the so called "adult world" by others.

So distracted from her thoughts she didn't hear King Odin speak. "Sarah, are you listening?" he asked.

She looked up at him embarrassed she was caught in yet another conversation with herself "I'm sorry sir but please say that again."

He looked at her with a bit of amusement and said "Sarah, I know you are just becoming aware of who you are but the proper way to address me is not sir. I am King and ruler of the heavens." His tall frame took on an arrogant stance "I am Your Highness to you my dear, Remember that well" He did not mention the small detail of his other title "God" in fear of shocking her even more.

Now she felt like a fool and turning an embarrassing shade of red wasn't helping either. "My apologies Your Highness, I wasn't thinking straight….to be honest this all feels like a nightmare."

King Odin rose an elegant brow "A nightmare Sarah, I did not think my kingdom portrayed such a trait." He knew exactly what she meant but could not resist teasing her a little.

Sarah winced slightly at his words, she didn't mean to offend him but come on after everything that's happened to her!

"I didn't mean you or your kingdom in particular, your Highness. It just that this all seems so….so surreal. I don't know if this is all actually happening or if I'm still dreaming." Her voice laced with confusion.

His face softened at her confession. It was a lot to take in. He should return her back to Jareth's realm and have some type of stability but something in him didn't want to let her go. She held a certain purity and innocence he had not witnessed in a very long time.

"Why don't you rest a bit or take a nap. Maybe that will bring some peace to your mind. You have received and seen more then any mere mortal could handle, which tells me you have awoken your own magic." He knew the minute she had realized her gift, but waited until she was fully aware it was her own and not the atmosphere around her. He continued "I will leave you to rest but before I go know that your magic while fresh can still be chaotic. Learn to calm your emotions so it may not use you but you it." He gave her a gentle smile as he neared where she was standing.

He felt her heartbeat accelerate in anticipation to what would be his next move. He didn't want to frighten her away with a bold and passionate kiss that he'd wanted to do so instead he gently glazed his hand over her check and kissed her forehead. She smelled of lavender and spring flowers. Oh how he wished to take her then and there but he could not, not until she consented. And he knew once he begun his seduction she could not resist.

As he was about to leave she asked a question that had suddenly popped into her mind.

"Your Highness, could my magic ever hurt anyone…I mean not intentionally but if I can't control my emotions?" thinking of Jareth and Dimitri.

He understood her curiosity and couldn't help a small chuckle that escaped "No Sarah the magic you have is not capable for such a feat as that. Go rest my sweet and we will discuss more when you are well rested." He gave her a nod and wink before he left her to the massive room and bed.

She was relieved that her magic couldn't hurt anyone because if her anger got the best of her she didn't want anyone to pay that dearly for her negligence.

Feeling tired and wanting some sense of peace she did as King Odin had instructed and gently slipped into the beautiful white sateen sheets of what she assumed to be his bed. It smelled like him, sandalwood and musk. She felt safe enough to trust him but she was not totally at ease with him. There was something that she sensed about King Odin that didn't sit well with her. Maybe the fact that he was Jareth's and Dimitri's father. And ten times more dangerous then them since he is the man who raised them and most likely the one who thought them everything they know. Some say the student surpasses the teacher but she knew that the teacher always held more secrets then he would teach.

With thoughts of the three mysterious gorgeous men in mind she drifted off to sleep.

King Odin reappeared by her bedside and looked down upon her lustfully. "Sarah, my sweet. The pleasures that await you when you awake will only be my honor in giving."

As he touched her face again she moaned and he thought how quickly her body betrays her succumbs to her true desires. But his grin turned sour as she moaned a name he was not expecting. Jareth.

He pulled his caressing hand back and vanished instantly.

"She's asleep." Jareth said anxiously.

Armond nodded and knew the time to put their plan into action had come. Jareth needed time with Sarah and he would make sure he got even if it meant his putting his life on the line.

"Before you go Armond, you know my brother is a dark creature with a dark soul. Never pity or loose your guard for an instance, he will take advantage of it and strike without mercy." Jareth brought forth his hand and opened his palm to reveal a ring, much like the amulet he wore around his neck.

"Wear this at all times it will let you see his motives, weather he lies or tells the truth. Distract him Armond do not engage in any battle just to give me time. All I need is a few minutes. Save it for later when the war will truly begin." An impish smile grazed his face. For both had something in common that kept them so close throughout the years.

There love of a good battle.

Armond returned the gesture with a wicked smile of his own. "Time to save your hind as always cousin." His casual address to Jareth was something only he could ever get away with and he intended to take full advantage of it.

"Watch your tone pup, or the collar will tighten around that scrawny little neck." Jareth replied with laughter in his eyes. Armonds neck of course was nothing but scrawny. The man was built like a tank.

Armond turned to leave just as Jareth gave him a last reminder of there plan. "Remember you must make the sacrifice now as I am with Sarah or else all is for naught."

"She is already on the alter my Lord." He replied as he walked out the door that locked at once.

Jareth sat back on his chair and thought for a moment of the dark arts he had conjured up to him. It was always there for his use, always waiting, tempting, and alluring him to just use it once. He never wanted to this far but he was given no choice. The sacrifice of a maiden was necessary to begin what would be his reign in the dark arts. He will be the strongest in the underworld. No one would dare oppose him. Not even his weasel of a brother. This is the only way to transport Sarah back to him through there dream interlude. He would go undetected by his father's wards for his power would be just as great. The only question remaining is, will Sarah ever forgive him for what he was about to do? He had no choice weather she understood or not was irrelevant to him now. He just needed to get her back to him and finish at once what was started. With Sarah by his side again he could finish it all. The wrong that was done to him three thousand years ago would finally be made right. With the blood of her virgin blood she would free him once more.

He closed his eyes and meditated himself into Sarah's ever active imagination. He heard the cry of the maiden sacrifice as Armond drove the knife to her heart. Felt the power of dark powerful magic enter his veins and give him strength of a God. Steel became his heart and iron his soul. And with the maidens final breath he was given access into Sarah's mind undetected.

He found her in a familiar setting. One that he cherished always. She was in the park wearing that plain dress of light blue, reenacting her favorite story. The Labyrinth.

He slowly made his way to her as to not frighten her. He knew she realized she wasn't alone anymore for at that moment she turned around to come face to face with him.

She was about to scream from the surprise of seeing Jareth dressed in his black armor looking more frightening then ever when he clasped his hand over her mouth and drew her near his body, as he whispered to her ear "Hush love, we don't want anyone to know our secret now do we."