A few hours later Jareth sighed he leaned back in his chair they had the battle plans ready now they just had to get the armor prepared and check the weapons status. Aimee was supplying them with weaponry ideas and battle strategies and when asked where she acquired such knowledge she told them about her brother's love of historical battles.
He had since retired to the meeting room where he was now staring blankly at the table. Ever since Priscilla was kidnapped he often found himself staring off into space thinking about her, but his thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door.
"Come in." He said as Almair entered the room holding a tray heaped with food. He momentarily looked at Jareth and plopped the tray in front of him.
"I have noticed you haven't been eating, you need your strength." He nudged the tray towards Jareth. Jareth sighed exasperatedly as he picked half heartedly at his tray of food.
"Tell me what this girl is to you?" Almair questioned.
"What girl?" Jareth said evading his question. Almair leaned back and looked at him expectantly.
"The girl that can be guided by the labyrinth." Almair replied.
"Who are you to question a king?" Jareth drawled as he pinned Almair with an icy stare, but it seemed to have no effect on him.
"I am your oldest friend and your closest advisor." he said seriously. Jareth looked at him for a second longer then sighed in frustration, and answered.
"She is my…" Jareth trailed off but Almair understood from the way Jareth had been acting recently. He could see that the mortal had changed him.
"Do you know why the labyrinth guides her? It is rather strange. I have never heard of it happening before." Almair said.
"It is rather unusual. It seems like it has taken a liking to Priscilla. Her presence in the Labyrinth has caused quite a stir in the Labyrinths conscious. I wondered at first if she….." There was a rapid knock at the door and Jareth and Almair turned to find a small fey with disheveled curly red hair and intelligent brown eyes that had striking gold flecks in them, but they were covered by round gold framed spectacles. He was rather young looking. He had boyish round cheeks and a slight heavy set jaw. His clothes were in absolute disarray.
"Yes, David?" said Almair.
"Ummm…I…uh heard that we were to attack the castle soon and I was wondering if you would….uh need my assistance for spells and such. I apologize for being late to the meeting I was attending to the injured." David said in a rush.
"It's quite alright I understand." Almair said kindly.
"We will need some of your explosives for passages." said Jareth. David's curious eyes popped open disbelievingly as they settled on Jareth.
"Your Highness!" David started to bow repeatedly.
"Be still!" Jareth said exasperatedly causing the little fey to stop mid bow. "Now stand up correctly." David straightened himself up. Jareth studied David's face.
"You were human once, weren't you? You still have traces of human features." Jareth said.
"Yes….. I was human once. I was one of the children wished away….. Thank you for placing me with parents that wanted me. I have always wanted t-t-to th-an-k …." David trailed off Jareth's eyes softened a bit.
"How does it go with your fey parents?" Jareth asked.
What most people didn't know was that the children that died or had gone missing in our world stay in the fae realm and are adopted by fae families. Wishing them away is only one of the ways a child is sent to the underground and that is the only time someone is allowed to run the labyrinth for said child.
"They have fled. They were smuggled into one of the surrounding kingdoms. I stayed to help with the resistance" David explained. Jareth nodded in understanding and after a brief silence continued.
"You should get to work on those explosives." Jareth said.
"Yes sir." David said as he bowed out of the room.
