"Are you sure this will work?" Asha questioned as she stared at the bathtub filled with a strange, thick, white milk-like liquid. She turned her sight to Rowna who stood near Sarah overlooking the tub.

"Of course it will work." Rowna insisted. "Jareth and I have been working on it ever since he brought Sarah back. It might have taken a month, but we finally perfected it." Rowna informed Asha simply as she turned to Sarah with a reassuring smile, "All you have to do is get in, completely submerge yourself, and then your body will go back to the way it was when you were younger."

"That's all?" Sarah questioned simply as she clenched the cloth belt of her robe. "If it doesn't work will Jareth send me back to the human world?"

"Of course not!" Asha quickly insisted. "Even if it doesn't work, Jareth won't stop until he gets it right."

"But it will work." Rowna added. "Just get in the tub, whenever you're ready."

Sarah stared at the tub, she was nervous. She looked over at Asha, who smiled reassuringly at her. Turning back to face the tub, Sarah inhaled a deep breath as she untied the belt of the robe and let it slide down off her shoulders. Carefully, she stepped into the tub, Rowna had to help her keep her balance as she lowered herself into the water. Her body disappeared under the water as she slipped further down into the milky white liquid. She held her breathe as she then completely immersed herself.

She thought back to when she was younger, how slender and nimble her body once was. How long and healthy her hair was. She had such a fair complexion, and not a single wrinkle. As she thought back on it, the felt the liquid warm up ever so slightly. The heat burned, but she remained under the water still. She felt her body go completely numb and her mind went blank. Then, when she couldn't possibly hold her breath any longer she popped back up from underneath the water drawing in a deep breath.

Sarah opened her eyes and her sights fell on Asha and Rowna as they stared in shock at her. "Well, did it work?"

Jareth stared out the large bay window in the throne room anxiously as he waited for Asha to bring Sarah. He couldn't help but wonder if the spell had worked. He had spent so many countless nights, not sleeping at all, working on that spell to make sure it wouldn't fail. Assuming the worst, however, he was already starting to brainstorm about how to formulate it different for a second attempt.

"Your Highness," Asha's voice tore him from his thoughts and he turned to face her in the doorway of the throne room. Her expression seemed rather stern and he feared bad news.

"Did it work?" He asked eagerly.

"Well," she began as she sighed softly, "See for yourself." She then stepped aside with a simple motion and from behind her he saw Sarah; it had worked, and she was young again. She wasn't as she had first been when he met her, instead she looked a bit older-perhaps around twenty. She glowed with a youthful radiance, and smiled at him nervously as she stepped into the throne room.

"You're…beautiful." Jareth insisted as he stepped towards her.

"I can't believe it worked." Sarah admitted as she stepped closer to him to meet his embrace as he locked his arms around her gently. She returned his hug, resting her face against his chest. "Thank you." She spoke simply.

"There's no need to thank me," Jareth insisted as he separated from the hold. "You being here with me is all the thanks I need." Sarah then smiled halfheartedly as she glanced away from him slyly. She couldn't really place it, but she had this strange feeling in the pit of her stomach as he stared so lovingly down at her.

"I don't want her here." Rowna insisted as she looked in at the scene from the hall, Shawn standing at her side-after she had been appointed Jareth's advisor, she insisted bringing one of the humans from the village into the castle to be her assistant, of course that human was Shawn.

"Keep your voice down," Shawn warned, "You don't want Asha to hear you."

"Asha doesn't want her here either." Rowna informed him. "Just not for the same reasons I don't want her here."

"What's wrong with her?" Shawn inquired as he followed Rowna as she began to walk away from the throne room.

"She's a threat to me." Rowna began. "I need Jareth to remain alone, without any possibility of producing an heir, so I can be appointed queen when he dies."

"When he dies?" Shawn seemed rather confused as he repeated her words. "He's immortal, how is supposed to die?"

"Because I'm going to kill him, of course." Rowna insisted.

"What? After all he has done for you, you'd kill him?" Shawn seemed rather upset with the Rowna's plan.

"He only did all those things because I was manipulating him the entire time. I would have killed him well before now, I have just been having trouble figuring out how is all. Any injury I could inflict on him he would recover from easily. I need to develop a spell, one that would injury him beyond repair. I need to completely incinerate him." Rowna mused out loud.

"Listen to yourself," Shawn stepped in front of her to cut her off, glaring at her as he was more than unsatisfied with her latest scheme. "Jareth has done nothing to you, yet you're plotting to kill him and take his throne? Why? What's wrong with the way things are now? We're together, isn't that all that matters?"

"Of course, but we can never truly be together as long as we have to keep our relationship a secret."

"So don't keep it a secret, tell Jareth about us, don't kill him."

"And what if he's like my father and doesn't approve?" Rowna argued. "It's just safer if he's dead."

"No, it's just better for you if he's dead so you can claim the throne." Shawn rolled his eyes as he stepped away from her. "You haven't changed at all."

"Shawn," she tried to stop him as he turned away from her but he headed down the hall at an accelerated pace. She stood there, dumbfounded by his rejection as he left her alone in the hall. He obviously didn't understand, but one day he would. She was going to kill Jareth, she wasn't sure when but she knew she was going to one day.