A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get back to the story, but I've been working on getting ahead in another story. To tide you over as I work on a couple other stories, I wrote a long chapter. This chapter is designed to be read as you listen to each piece (just close your eyes for a moment and use your imagination…come on…it'll be fun). I'll give you the cue when to begin. To get the order, go to www. Youtube . com / view_play_list?p=6A06933B57280F77 (delete spaces). I chose each piece and the subsequent rendition very carefully (you may see some a/n's scattered throughout to explain). I challenge all of my readers to at least sample each piece. Special shout outs go to RachCar, MichArela, addictedtocsi777, sandy162, Prongsy's Girl, LittleMargarita, tfstarlight, Trotters, gothlena13, notwritten, Kactus Wrynn, I'Like'Cheetos, Operaphantomgrl, KraZiiePyrozHavemoreFun, scifigeek10, MoonPrincess623, gunitatsuhiko, hazlgrnLizzy, Anita Job,, Avalon-Mist, xAngel-Of-The-Operax, and Her Royal Goddess for their very brilliant reviews of the last chapter. Remember – reviews make me happy and happy people update faster.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this chapter except for the idea and my own characters. Seeing as how I wasn't around when many of the songs in this chapter were written, it goes without saying that I didn't have anything to do with them being created and I don't own the rights to them now.
Sarah, Jareth, and Allie spent a few hours creating the backstory they needed to explain their disappearance. Both of their families and friends thought they had gone to visit Sarah's great-aunt Sorcha in Ireland. Although they were a little surprised to receive a phone call from the women saying they wouldn't be coming home right away, they seemed to accept their excuse of meeting two foreign gentlemen. Kennedy now expected their arrival on the night of her rehearsal dinner. She was a little disappointed that Sarah and Allie would miss her wedding shower and bachelorette party, but she was delightedly surprised by the gifts they sent her from Ireland.
The visit to Ireland to speak with Sarah's great-aunt had been unexpected, but highly enjoyable. The older woman recognized Jareth right away and Sarah had to yell to get her attention from the "wee folk" in front of her. Once Sarah had explained everything to her, she was thrilled to help. It would be fodder for gossip in the pubs later. Before they left, Sorcha took her niece aside to impart some wisdom. Sarah's blush amused the elder woman. 'Love, no matter where one finds it, is a precious commodity,' she had told Sarah. 'Hold onto it with both hands and never let it go. Especially with one so handsome. I'll bet you'll have no trouble holding onto that one.'
After they finished, Sarah and Allie felt exhaustion creep into their very bones. They excused themselves from Jareth and collapsed upon their beds. The end of their naps had come too soon, in their opinions. Still, they looked forward to music night ahead of them. Fagan had let them sleep as long as he dared. He knew how tiring even a local reordering of time was to the body. By the time they were awakened, they barely had enough time to eat and freshen up before guests would start arriving.
Sarah picked out a lovely black and silver brocade dress with silver satin inserts on the skirt which grew into a train at the back. It was a little daring, with a V-neck that ended at a point between her breasts. Held up by inch thick straps, she didn't have to worry about it falling too low to be decent. At the last minute, she decided to wear the little bolero jacket that came with the gown. Looking at herself in the mirror, she decided she liked the effect. Allie had done her hair into romantic waves that fell down her back. Around her neck, she fastened a diamond necklace.
Allison wanted to go for a little color tonight. She picked out an exquisite hooded gown. It was decorated with beautiful red embroidered taffeta and chain stitch embroidery in a pale gold metallic thread. A Scottish widow's style hood draped elegantly at the back and was lined in the taffeta. The red taffeta front panel had corset style lacing in black satin. There was a small train in the back. The sleeves draped down elegantly to almost the same length as the dress and were made from deep red taffeta and fully lined with black velvet. Sarah assisted her with tightening the laces and the dress hugged her figure. Allie put her hair up with curly tendrils framing her face.
The two women made their way to the music room. As they entered, they had their heads together conspiratorially. The men already assembled grinned as the two visions entered the room giggling. Allie walked over to Fagan and they kissed chastely. Sarah saw that both her suitors had arrived ahead of her. With an inward sigh, she walked over to Liam. He took her hand in his and placed a kiss to the back of it. She smiled at him and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek. Jareth, sensing her discomfort, came to her rescue. He took both of her hands in his and placed a sensual kiss into each palm. The effect left Sarah breathless. She gave him, what looked to be, a chaste kiss on the corner of his mouth. In reality, she made it more by teasing him with her tongue. 'All's fair in love and war,' she thought to herself as she took a seat beside each of her gentlemen.
"Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen," Fagan greeted as the last of the guests arrived. "Thank you for attending tonight's music night. I think I shall kick off the festivities with Scarlatti's Sonate d-moll."
[A/N: Time to start the playlist…I feel like one of those narrators on the old Disney Read-A-Long Books…lol]
The guests clapped respectfully as Fagan created an acoustic guitar with a crystal and sat down to play. Silence befell the room as the first notes hit the air. As his fingers flew over the frets, the audience became mesmerized. The music was soothing and Sarah felt contented as she leaned back into the soft cushion of the couch. For his part, Jareth enjoyed watching his brother display his mastery of the stringed instrument. Looking over at Sarah, he smiled at her eyes on Fagan in rapt attention. Liam took Sarah's hand in his, a gesture that failed to get by Jareth's notice. Sarah, too enthralled by the Baroque piece, ignored it. Soon, the piece came to an end. Fagan stood and bowed as he received the happy applause from the entire room.
"Care to join me, father?" Fagan asked, eyeing the High King.
Raghnall smiled and stood. The guests cheered for their King. He created a second guitar and took a seat next to his son. The two men looked at each other for a moment and then nodded. It was clear that they had decided on their next piece.
"Now, for your entertainment, we shall play Pavane by Gabriel Faure," Fagan announced.
[A/N: I just love this kid's rendition of it on youtube…very creative!]
The room fell silent as the audience prepared themselves for another beautiful piece by the father/son duo. They were not disappointed as each man began to play their perspective instrument. A look of intense concentration adorned their faces. Sarah thought they looked even more handsome as they played. For the first time, she could see the resemblances between the pair. Each note, as it were strummed, hit another place in the heart of the assembly. It was if they were playing to each and every person in the room. Sarah closed her eyes and let the music flow over her. It was more than magical, though neither man was using anything more than talent.
The song was over much too soon for the likes of Sarah. Both father and son stood to bow to the grateful applause of their audience. Catrin stood and embraced her brother, grinning broadly. She loved listening to him and her nephews as they played. It reminded her of the happier times in her childhood. She whispered into the Fairy King's ear and he nodded, giving her a chaste kiss on the cheek.
"It seems my aunt, Queen Catrin of the Nymph Kingdom, has decided to go next in our program," Fagan proclaimed. He took her empty seat, allowing her to take the stage.
"Thank you all for joining us," she said. "I look forward to listening to the various gifts you all have to offer. For my part, I will play a piece by Marcel Grandjany entitled Rhapsodie."
Catrin created a crystal with her right hand and dropped it to the floor. When it hit the ground, a shimmering mist enveloped the air. After it dissipated, a beautiful harp stood shining in the room. It was gilt in gold and the strings looked to be made out of spun starlight. It was the most exquisite instrument that Sarah had ever seen. Catrin conjured a small stool to go with the harp and took the ornately carved instrument into her hands. As she began to play, it seemed as if angels had appeared. The music was ethereal in its beauty. Each note was plucked to perfection. Sarah was so engrossed in the playing that she failed to notice Liam place his arm around her shoulders.
Jareth cleared his throat and sent glaring daggers at his cousin. Liam just smiled and pulled her closer. Not one with whom to be toyed, Jareth bent his head and gave a swift kiss to her ear. Sarah rewarded him with a bright smile and moved closer to him, causing Liam to drop his arm from her shoulder. Once again, Jareth's lips found their way to her ear.
"The music is exquisite, but it pales in comparison to you," Jareth whispered.
Sarah blushed and cuddled even closer to her blond-haired suitor. Liam watched with envious eyes. He would never be as pathetically charming as his cousin, but he sincerely doubted that the man loved Sarah. It was obvious that the Goblin King was just toying with the woman. Once he had her, he'd never be able to make her happy. Liam could give her so much more than the dandy fop. Why couldn't she see it? He sighed with relief as the last notes were plucked and Sarah sat up to applaud the woman she came to view as a friend. Catrin bowed her head and went to take her seat back from her nephew.
"Our next piece comes from the Crown Prince Berwyn of the Elf Kingdom and his intended, Princess Isolde of the Mermaid Kingdom," Fagan announced, taking his place in the center of the room.
"Thank you so much for allowing us this opportunity to perform together," Berwyn stated happily. "For your pleasure, we will sing Miserere from Verdi's Il Travotore."
[A/N: I don't know what it is about this version, but I simply adore it…please listen and be moved. It's one of the best duets in opera.]
With a wave of his hand, music began to play out of nowhere. Bells began to play and a chorus sang the opening bars.
Miserere d'un'alma già vicina
Alla partenza che non ha ritomo!
Miserere di lei, bontà divina,
Preda non sia dell'infernal soggiorno!
Both Berwyn and Isolde lost their smiles and their faces took on a serious tone. When the orchestra began to play, Isolde opened her mouth and began to sing in perfect Italian.
Quel suon, quelle preci solenni, funeste,
Empiron quest'aere di cupo terror!
Contende l'ambascia, che tutta m'investe,
Al labbro il respiro, i palpiti al cor!
Berwyn looked to his betrothed and began to sing. Jareth looked over to Sarah and saw a tear begin to form, making her eyes glisten under the candlelight.
Ah, che la morte ognora
È tarda nel venir
A chi desia morir!
Addio, Leonora!
Isolde joined Berywn and their voices melded together with precision.
Oh ciel!... sento mancarmi!
The two stood holding each other's hands as the chorus began to sing once more.
Miserere d'un'alma già vicina
Alla partenza che non ha ritorno!
Miserere di lei, bontà divina
Preda non sia dell'infernal soggiorno!
When the orchestra began to play again, Isolde breathed in deeply and began the next verse.
Sull'orrida torre, ah! par che la morte
Con ali di tenebre librando si va!
Ahi! forse dischiuse gli fian queste porte
Sol quando cadaver già freddo sarà!
Berwyn began to sing once more, pouring his very soul into each note. The tear that had formed in Sarah's eye began its descent. Jareth removed the glove from his hand and brushed her cheek, feeling the warm moisture as it seeped into his skin. She turned to look at him with a sweet smile. Bending her head to his, she laid her forehead upon his. They remained in that pose for the rest of the song much to Liam's chagrin.
Sconto col sangue mio
L'amor che posi in te!
Non ti scordar di me!
Leonora, addio!
Isolde joined her fiancé and their song came to close. Both of them hit the end with emotional fervor. The high notes at the end were passionate and pitch-perfect.
Di te, di te scordarmi!.
Tu vedrai che amore in terra
Mai del mio non fu più forte;
Vinse il fato in aspra guerra,
Vincerà la stessa morte.
O col prezzo di mia vita
La tua vita io salverò,
O con te per sempre unita
Nella tomba io scenderò.
The applause was loud and poignant. Jareth pressed his lips to Sarah's forehead before joining in the appreciation. The couple bowed happily to the noisy reception of their duet. They took their seats once more as Fagan stood to announce the next performer. Jareth stood and grinned at his brother, who returned the grin with an eerie similarity.
"It seems the next on our program is to be my brother, Jareth, King of the Goblins, Crown Prince of the Underground," Fagan stated.
"Thank you," Jareth replied simply. "Though the last performance will be hard to follow, I hope you will all enjoy Beethoven Piano Sonata Number 14 in C Sharp Minor, Opus 27 Number 2."
The Goblin King pulled out the piano bench and took a seat. Stretching his fingers slightly, he positioned them on the black and white keys. His usual haughty facial expression became serious and focused as he began to play. Sarah watched in rapt attention as his fingers flew over the keys. Beethoven was one of her very favorite composers, but she had never heard him played with such passion and enthusiasm. It was as if she were listening to the composer playing his own work. Liam took the opportunity to slide closer to Sarah. He placed his arm around her and held her close. She gave him a polite smile and continued to watch Jareth's playing. As the last chords were played, Sarah felt great pride swell within her breast. Jareth stepped away from the piano and bowed his head. His mischievous grin was in place when he turned to Sarah and tipped her a wink. As Jareth was about to take his seat, he was interrupted by Fagan. The Fairy King whispered in his brother's ear and received a nod in return.
"The next piece will be performed by Jareth and myself," Fagan declared. "Together, we will be singing Pretty Women from Stephen Sondheim's Sweeney Todd."
[A/N: I thought this song was fitting. I love this particular rendition because it was the closest to capturing the two King's I have conjured in my imagination.]
Jareth and Fagan took their places side by side in the room. Jareth snapped his finger and music began to play. He opened his mouth and began the song.
Pretty women
Fascinating...
Sipping coffee,
Dancing...
Pretty women
Are a wonder.
Pretty women,
Sitting in the window or
Standing on the stair
Something in them chills the air.
Pretty women
Sarah blushed as she felt Jareth's eyes on her during his solo. For his part, Jareth refused to hide the fact that he was thinking of his own pretty woman in black and silver. Fagan, not completely unaware of his brother's antics, joined him. The two of them, voices slightly different, blended perfectly.
Silhouetted...
Stay within you,
Glancing...
stay forever,
Breathing lightly...
Pretty women,
Pretty women!
Blowing out their candles or
Combing out their hair,
Combing out their hair then they leave
Even when they leave you and vanish they somehow can still can remain there with you
Even when they leave
They still are there.
They're there
Ah! Pretty women,
At their mirrors,
In their gardens,
Letter-writing,
Flower-picking,
Weather-watching.
How they make a man sing!
Proof of heaven as you're living,
Pretty women! Sir, pretty women!
Yes pretty women,
Pretty women,
Pretty women,
Pretty women
Upon their finish, both brothers walked up to their perspective woman and placed a kiss upon her hand. They received happy applause and nodded their heads to each other in agreement. Jareth took his seat beside Sarah and was happy to see her pull away from Liam. His cousin was glaring at him, to which he simply smiled and tilted his head.
"Our next performer is Lord Nicol of the Dragon Kingdom," Fagan announced.
"Thank you for allowing me to perform tonight for you all," Nicol stated happily. "I will now play the Flight of the Bumblebee by Rimsky Korsakov."
Moving his hands, he created a flute from the air. Flicking his wrist, the piano was readied to accompany him. Sarah smiled as the familiar piece began to play. His fingers fluttered over the keys, creating the feeling of a bee buzzing through the flowers. It was quick paced and over just after it had begun. The Dragon Lord bowed to his audience and took a seat. Raghnall stood and Fagan nodded at him.
"It would seem that our esteemed High King would like to dazzle us all once again," Fagan stated, grinning.
"Thank you for the introduction, my son," Raghnall teased. "I will be playing a piece entitled Strangers on the Shore by Bernard Stanley 'Acker' Bilk."
The High King flicked his wrist and a clarinet appeared in his hands. After readying his accompaniment, he began to play the liquid notes of the beautiful song. It was clear to Sarah why the clarinet was also called the licorice stick. It was soothing and she relaxed into Jareth's waiting arms. By the end of the song, Jareth was placing whisper kisses at her temple and into her hair. Breathing deeply, he enjoyed the combination of hyacinths and lilacs that seemed to permeate each strand. Raghnall, though focused and playing, still caught sight of his son and the Labyrinth Champion out of the corner of his eye. He silently cheered them on as the last notes of the jazzy music flowed into the room. The couple broke apart to applaud their High King.
"Next, we would like to invite Crown Prince Fallon of the Troll Kingdom to play for us," Fagan announced.
"Thanks to everyone for coming," Fallon said, smiling. "I would like to play for you Bach's Air on the G String."
Sarah looked to Allie and gave her a wink and a smile. The pretty blonde had a look of anticipated bliss upon her face. This was one of her favorite pieces. As Sarah had observed, Bach was Allie's favorite composer. Fagan squeezed her shoulder and kissed her cheek as the Prince applied rosin to his bow and tuned his violin. Like many others, he prepared the piano to begin playing the appropriate accompaniment. When the bow slid across the string to play the first note, Allie felt a chill sweep through her. It was masterfully played and overwhelmingly beautiful.
Liam took his opportunity as Sarah watched her friend lose herself in the music. Reaching out his right hand, he took hold of her left. The move surprised Sarah, who was beginning to forget that Liam was still beside her. She turned to him and looked at their joined hand. How ever were the Guardians going to help her? Whatever they did, they had better do it soon. She didn't know how long she could go on pretending. It wasn't fair to Liam to believe that he still had a chance at her heart. If they didn't do something soon, she was just going to take the man aside and tell him. Consequences be damned!
As the last notes were played, Sarah felt something wet touch her skin. She looked at Liam and realized that he had touched her hand to his cheek. A tear was flowing down his face and fell upon her hand. It made her feel like a horrible person. Liam was sweet, gentle, and sensitive. She wished he would find someone to love him as he deserved. Grateful for the end of the song so she could get her hand back, she broke into applause for the violinist. He bowed and sat back down to watch his fiancé as she walked to the center of the room.
"Next to perform is Lady Seirian of the Nymph Kingdom," Fagan stated.
"Thanks!" Seirian exclaimed. "I shall sing for you a song entitled He Plays the Violin by Sherman Edwards and Peter Stone from their musical, 1776."
[A/N: I so love this musical! This is one of my favorite songs. Every time I hear it, I think of the movie and Martha Jefferson dancing with the two congressmen.]
The audience laughed as her selection was announced. Her dedication to her fiancé was well known to many. Twirling her finger, her accompaniment started quietly. Looking at Prince Fallon, she began to sing.
He plays the violin
He tucks it right under his chin
And he bows, oh he bows
For he knows, yes he knows
That it's hi-hi-hi-diddle diddle
It's my heart, Tom and his fiddle
My strings are unstrung
Hi-hi-hi-hi
I am undone
I hear his violin
And I get that feeling within
And I sigh, oh I sigh
He draws near, very near
And it's hi-hi-hi-diddle diddle
Goodbye to the fiddle
My strings are unstrung
Hi-hi-hi-hi
I'm always undone
When heaven calls to me
Sing me no sad eulogy
Say I die, loving bride
Loving wife, loving life
For it was hi-hi-hi-hi-diddle diddle
'Twixt my heart, Tom, and his fiddle
And ever 'twill be
Hi-hi-hi-hi
Through eternity
He plays the violin.
Sarah watched as Liam's sister serenaded her intended. It was clear that Catrin had raised her children with a love of the romantic. She was as talented in voice as her mother was on the harp. During the musical interlude, her skirts waved back and forth as she did a little dance. Sarah wished she could be as open in her affection as the Nymph Princess. When she was done, the group applauded for her and laughed once more as she placed a kiss upon the lips of her Prince. The couch moved slightly as Liam stood to made his addition to the evening.
"Our next performer is my cousin, Lord Liam of the Nymph Kingdom," Fagan announced.
"Thank you for inviting me," Liam said. "I will be singing Come to Me, Bend to Me from Brigadoon by Lerner and Lowe. I dedicate this performance to a lovely lady seated in this very room."
[A/N: Ok…I know Adam Lambert isn't for everyone, but this is the single best rendition of this song. I directed Brigadoon this summer and, though my Charlie was awesome, this was the version that I wished was performed. If you can't stomach the whole song, just listen to him at 3:23. I could listen to him sing this song all day long!]
Sarah blushed as all eyes turned to her. Jareth's face remained impassive, but, inwardly, he was fuming. With a wave of his hand, a flute began to play. Taking a deep breath, Liam began to sing.
Because they told me I can't behold ye till weddin' music starts playin';
To ease my longin' there's nothin' wrong in my standin' out here ans sayin':
Come to me, bend to me, kiss me good day!
Darlin', my darlin', 'tis all I can say,
Jus' come to me, bend to me, kiss me good day!
Give me your lips an' don't take them away.
Come, dearie, near me so ye can hear me, I've got to whisper this softly.
For though I'm burnin' to shout my yearnin', the words come tiptoein' off me.
Oh, come to me, bend to me, kiss me good day!
Darlin' my darlin', 'tis all I can say.
Jus' come to me, bend to me, kiss me good day!
Give me your lips an' don't take them away.
Shivers went down Sarah's spine as Liam hit a high note and held it for, what seemed like, eternity. She had no idea he could sing so stunningly. She'd never heard anything like it before in her life. Holding her breath until the last note was sung, she was moved by the lyrics. When it was over, he came to her and placed a sweet kiss upon her brow. Allie stood to play her solo and Sarah was watching her so closely that she missed Liam's look of triumph thrown to Jareth.
"Next, we have my intended, Lady Allison of the Above," Fagan declared.
"Thank you, everyone," Allie said nervously. "I will now play Bach's Cello Suite Number 1 in G Major."
Walking over to her cello, she sat down next to it on a gold stool and lifted it to fit between her legs. She quickly tuned it with the help of Fagan and began to play. The look of pride upon Fagan's face was unmistakable. The notes began to flow from the strings as Allie focused on playing each of them with feeling. Sarah looked around and saw others in the room standing at rapt attention. She was so happy for her best friend. To be accepted by the ethereal beings in the room, meant a lot to the blue-eyed Mortal girl. When it was over, they applauded her and she curtsied respectfully. She looked to Sarah who sighed and realized it was her turn to entertain the masses. Jareth helped her to stand and she walked to the waiting harpsichord.
"Lady Sarah, Champion of the Labyrinth, will now join Lady Allison in a duet," Fagan stated, smiling.
"Thank you, again," Allie said. "We would like to play for you the second movement from Bach's Sonata for Cello and Harpsichord in G Major."
Sarah began the piece by pressing down on the heavy keys of the harpsichord. Not long after she began, Allie joined her on the cello. The two played well together and enjoyed the fruits of their hard work. Jareth and Fagan exchanged looks as they listened to their women play the light piece. Pride swelled in Jareth's chest as he looked at his fellow Fae who were enchanted by the performance by the two Mortals. Too soon, it was over and the two women curtsied to happy applause. Before Sarah could take her seat, Jareth stood and walked over to her. Whispering in her ear, he stopped her from going back to the audience. After thinking it over, she whispered into his ear and he nodded. Together, they walked towards the piano.
"I do believe that we are about to hear a duet from King Jareth and Lady Sarah," Fagan proclaimed.
"We will now play Hungarian Rhapsody Number 2 by Liszt," Jareth said, taking a seat beside Sarah on the piano bench.
[A/N: I know it's a long piece, but I love this performance. If you don't feel like listening to the whole thing, start at around 6:15ish.]
Jareth conjured up sheet music and placed it on Sarah's side of the piano. She quickly looked it over and then glanced at him and nodded. He played a chord in the upper registers of the piano and she followed in the lower register. The two began playing in perfect synchronicity. Although they had never practiced with one another, it looked to everyone as if they had been playing together their entire lives. Liam leaned his elbow upon the arm of the couch and placed his head on his hand. This was terrible. How was he supposed to compete with that? The two played as one for over ten minutes. It might have well been forever as far as Liam was concerned. By the last notes, he was depressed. The crowd went to their feet and the couple basked in the applause, together. Liam wished he could share a moment with her as well.
Jareth and Sarah were about to return to their seats when several voices filled the air with one word: Encore! Sarah blushed a deep scarlet and tried to ignore them. Jareth would hear none of it. He sat her back down at the bench and took his own seat on the couch. She sighed in resignation and thought about what she was going to play. With a wicked smile, she came up with the perfect piece.
"Thank you!" Sarah exclaimed. "I will now play for you an original piece composed by the Goblin King."
[A/N: This is what I hear when I think of Sarah's version. Other than Bowie's (which is in a classification all its own), this is the best. Please give it a try!]
Jareth barely contained his chuckle as the first notes were played. The little minx. She delighted him like no other. It surprised him and others in the room when she opened her mouth and began to sing. Liam thought she sounded like an angel. Jareth was just lost within her.
There's such a sad love
Deep in your eyes.
A kind of pale jewel
Open and closed
Within your eyes.
I'll place the sky
Within your eyes.
There's such a fooled heart
Beatin' so fast
In search of new dreams.
A love that will last
Within your heart.
I'll place the moon
Within your heart.
As the pain sweeps through,
Makes no sense for you.
Every thrill is gone.
Wasn't too much fun at all,
But I'll be there for you
As the world falls down.
Falling.
Falling down.
Falling in love.
I'll paint you mornings of gold.
I'll spin you Valentine evenings.
Though we're strangers 'til now,
We're choosing the path
Between the stars.
I'll leave my love
Between the stars.
As the pain sweeps through,
Makes no sense for you.
Every thrill is gone.
Wasn't too much fun at all,
But I'll be there for you
As the world falls down.
Falling
As the world falls down.
Falling
As the world falls down.
Falling.
Falling.
Falling.
Falling in love
As the world falls down.
Falling.
Falling.
Falling.
Falling.
Falling in love
As the world falls down.
Makes no sense at all.
Makes no sense to fall.
Falling
As the world falls down.
Falling.
Falling in love
As the world falls down.
Falling.
Falling
Falling in love
As the world falls down.
As luck would have it, Jareth felt the familiar pull of a summons. He cursed under his breath and gave a quick look to his brother. The Fairy King knew by the look on Jareth's face that a summons must have gone through. He nodded to his brother and turned his attention back to Sarah. The Goblin King disappeared, changing into his regalia as he transported to the location of the summons.
A girl stood alone in a quiet house. His Goblins were with her, confused looks upon their faces. Jareth looked at the pretty brunette and cocked his head to the side. Something was both familiar about this girl and different at the same time. He dismissed his Goblins with a wave of his hand.
"You're the Goblin King aren't you," the girl stated plainly. Jareth remained silent and continued to stare at the brown-eyed girl. "I'm Stephanie. She told me you'd come if I wished myself away."
"Why have you wished yourself away, little girl?" Jareth asked.
"For one thing, I am not a little girl," Stephanie argued. "I'm eighteen. As to your question, I wished myself away because I don't belong here. Everyone says I'm a dreamer with my head in the clouds. I want to go somewhere and have an adventure. I belong in the Underground. My cousin always told me so."
"Well, I have little choice," Jareth said. "Let us go. I'll have to figure out what to do with you later."
After getting his new "guest" situated into one of his suites, he returned to his brother's castle. It was dark and deserted. Music night was over and Jareth sighed unhappily. He had missed his beloved perform because of a girl who was bored with life. How soon she would find out that life was not all fairytales in the Underground. He was getting ready to leave when he heard the sound of a piano playing in the music room. Walking quietly, he peeked in to see who was still up and playing. To his surprise, Sarah was seated at the piano and playing a bit of Mozart. Her jacket was off and he could see the smooth skin of her back. She stopped when she saw him.
"Don't stop," Jareth said, smiling.
"What are you doing here?" Sarah asked, with her own smile. "Fagan said you'd been summoned. Shouldn't you be watching the runner?"
"A girl wished herself away," Jareth explained. "I returned as soon as I got her settled into some rooms at the castle. I'm sorry I missed your performance. Care to provide an encore?"
Sarah giggled and began to play. It wasn't long into her performance that the keys started to play by themselves. She looked up at him in confusion and saw him standing there with his arms outstretched.
"May I have this dance?" he asked.
Sarah stood and walked over to her handsome suitor. Stepping into his embrace, she allowed him to lead her around the music room. When the song ended, another one began to play. The couple danced through the night, reluctant to leave the other's arms. When it was morning, Jareth finally retired to the Goblin Kingdom. Sarah snuck back to her room and quickly readied herself for bed. Climbing under the sheets, she fell asleep with the feeling of Jareth's arms around her. She dreamed of dancing, white dresses, and happy music being played in celebration.
To see Sarah's dress, go to: www . folksy . com / items / 1233693-Dramatic-Special-Occasion-Dress (as always…delete the spaces).
To see Allie's dress, go to: www . roxx-online . com / roxxonline / ?mode=select&newSelection=y&proId=117&cat_id=1&dep_id=12 (again – delete the spaces).