A/N: Well hello my dear readers! Welcome back to another chapter! I do hope you enjoy it. Please review and let me know what you think about where I am going with this. If you all don't like it I can change it XD. But this is why I had Kaye look sadly at that group of girls and give them her flowers in the second chapter. But I don't want to ruin it. Just review and let me know! Enjoy! and Blessed Be!

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Jareth had called for the doctor once he had awakened. Sending a message along about it being a race test for elfin blood. The Ogre King and his men had left before breakfast could be served, needing to return to their kingdom. Jareth's mouth thinned in annoyance at the small memory of their parting.

"You need to tell her, elf blood or not." The king told him, his face serious.

"If she is to be your Queen. She must know the light and the dark of you. And love you for it still." The Ogre Queen added, a sad smile on her lips. Jareth gave them a curt nod before walking away. He had still yet to find a way to tell his new blond charge what had happened to the elves. What he had been ordered to do to men, women, and children alike. He let out a frustrated yell, slamming his fist into the stone wall of one of his hallways, not paying attention to the beings in the hall that jumped or ran from him.

"Jareth? Are you okay?"

He looked up from the floor towards the owner of that sweet soft voice. His fist still against the wall. Kaye stood a little way down the hall, worry, and concern mixing with fear in her eyes. Jareth's head tilted slightly as he studied her. Wondering if the fear she felt was because of her past or her blood instinct telling her he had killed many of her people ruthlessly.

"Jareth?" Kaye asked, taking a step closer to him. The concern outweighing the fear.

"I wonder what your ancestors would say about you being worried over me," Jareth said softly, a pained humorless laugh leaving his lips. His eyes moved back towards the floor at his comment, memories of what he had done flashing across his mind.

"They would say we should go have breakfast." She replied softly, walking up to him. Jareth's head lifted as he studied her, wondering why she wasn't trying to get information from him.

"You can be so kind, where just as I can be so cruel." He said, watching as a smile lit her face and her small hands took his fist from the wall.

"I have only seen you be such for good reason. You're a good man that doesn't do things needlessly or uncalled for." She told him, standing on her tiptoes to give him a soft kiss on the cheek, a blush staining her own.

"Now come, you need food in you after so much wine last night."

Jareth felt anger fill him. She didn't know him, or what he had done, she was only acting this way because she didn't know yet. Once she knew, she would leave. She would hate him and beg to be allowed to forget the Underground. She would leave him broken and alone while she lived happily without him. He watched as her eyes widened as she noticed the wind that began to pick up, a sign of his anger rising.

"You know nothing. Do not speak as though you do! You have been here less than a week and I have killed one person already. And would have gladly made that two if I could have. I have killed over 100 beings in my time. By choice or not. War or argument. It matters not. My hands, my soul, is stained with the blood of the deserving and the innocent. If you knew of all I've done, you would leave. You would hate me!" His voice had begun to rise as he spoke, his eyes widening with his wildness, his hands moving about. Kaye watched and listened, her eyes wide as she took this all in. As he let the last words fall she finally understood. Causing her face to soften and her eyes to go back to normal.

"I have my own secrets Jareth. Ones I wonder if you would be rid of me if you knew. I worry about them and fear the day I must tell them to you. But I won't get angry at you. I will tell them to you when I feel we are ready. For me to tell and you to hear. And I will deal with whatever outcome you give me at that time. But for now, I'm growing to like you and the man I am learning to know. And I might not know much about you, but I know you care for me. And right now I need something to eat." Kaye told him, a smile pulling at her lips as the wind died down. Jareth nodded as he let her take his hand once more before they headed to the hall. The Ogre King smiled from the end of the hall. He had followed Jareth to try and speak with him more but he saw now that it wasn't needed.

"I think they will be fine." The Queen said, taking her husbands hand and leading him back to their army to head home.

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Kaye watched as Jareth picked at his food, his mind clearly not on what was happening at that moment. A dwarf ran up to him, bowing slightly before he whispered to him. Jareth nodded and waved him away before putting his fork down.

"The doctor is here. So when you're finished I'll take you to him." Jareth said, giving up on the idea of food as he put his fork down. Kaye nodded as she quickly finished eating. He stood as she finished, walking the way they needed to go. Kaye stood and rushed after him. They walked a way Kaye had yet to venture, as they got closer she began to notice more and more people crowding the hall; fae, dwarf, and goblin alike.

"Make way. He will see to you if he has time." Jareth said with annoyance, glaring at those that didn't move fast enough. Kaye bowed apologies to people as she followed, her face flushing. They finally arrived where the doctor waited, Jareth opening the door for her before he followed, closing it behind them.

"Ah! So nice to see you again King Jareth!" The doctor said happily, a large smile on his face.

"Hello, Beinion," Jareth replied before sitting in a wooden chair by the door. The only other thing in the room was a plain bed with white sheets and a desk.

"So you must be Lady Sawyer. I'm Beinion as you heard. I'm very excited to see if you as well have elf blood." He said, giving her a bright smile. Kaye felt her self blush. He was quite handsome, his skin was pale like her own, but his hair was a raven black and was pulled back into a ponytail. Exposing slightly pointed ears. He looked to be in his early 30's but his silver eyes said otherwise with their wisdom.

"It's nice to meet you Dr. Beinion," Kaye said with a small curtsy. The elf man laughed at this, the sound very much like that of bells ringing.

"There's no need to bow! Come, up on the bed now young one." He said, his eyes still sparkling. Kaye nodded before she slipped off her flats and sat on the bed.

"Now, this will sting a little but it will be over before you know it." He said, taking a small needle from the pouch at his side. Kaye's eyes locked onto the thin piece of metal as the elf man took her hand in his. She watched as he quickly pricked a fingertip, a small drop of blood left on the top. She blinked at how painless it was as she looked at her finger.

"A strong lady!" The doctor said happily. He moved over to the desk, taking out a small bowl where he let the blood droplet fall into. Kaye watched as he placed his hand over the bowl, beautiful unknown words spilling from his lips. She heard Jareth let out a slight groan as a bright silver light started to shine from the bowl, Beinion grinned brightly as he looked at her.

"Elf! And not just a little. You are almost pure my lady! How ironic."

His silver eyes darted over to Jareth at this, satisfaction lighting his eyes.

"Just finish your tests," Jareth said, his tone cold and demanding.

"Of course sire." He said with a chuckle before waving his hand across the bowl, the light going out. Kaye watched in silence as he placed his hands over body parts, saying more words and nodding as she glowed silver. When he came to her abdomen his brow furrowed as he took in the gray/silver light. He looked up at her, drawing Jareth's attention at the halt of words.

"What?" Jareth asked, standing.

"Do you have a child? In the Aboveground?" Beinion asked. Kaye bowed her head, tears stinging her eyes.

"No sir. My child does not live." Kaye said softly, a tear landing on her hand.

"My Lady..."

Kaye took a shuddering breath.

"A miscarriage, I was... I was pushed down a flight of stairs when I was with child. She's... she didn't make it."

Beinion nodded as he placed his hands back over her abdomen and began to speak again in his beautiful language.

"If you decide to bare a child again, it will be hard on you. But you can, with my help. Otherwise, you are absolutely healthy."

Kaye nodded to him, mumbling thanks before getting down from the bed. Slipping on her shoes she ran from the room tears running down her face as she left Jareth in the room with the doctor.

"How interesting that you should end up with an elf. She doesn't know yet, does she?" Beinion asked, crossing his arms as he leaned against the desk, looking at the back of Jareth's head.

"Go ahead and mock. I'm sure you and the other purebloods will get a good kick from this tonight." Jareth said over his shoulder before following after Kaye.