Jareth sat on the counter, one leg tucked as the other hung loose, swinging back and forth. His eyes stayed on the young woman that moved about the large kitchen, her face alight with excitement.

"Is magic keeping things from spoiling?" She asked, walking past a shelf full of dairy products.

"Yes, I enchanted the kitchen. I was tired of the dwarfs complaining." He answered, shrugging. He rose an eyebrow as she turned to look at him clapping her hands together.

"Alright. So what do you like to eat?"

Jareth shrugged once again, looking around the room.

"Anything really. It all tastes the same almost." He told her. Kaye blinked a few times at this. She was afraid that being from the Aboveground it made it so the food tasted bland to her, other than the sweets of course. But she was glad to hear he thought the same.

"Oh, I'll fix that then. Is there any way for me to get some things from my apartment?" She asked with a smile. Jareth's face grew dark for a moment as he watched her bustle about, collecting mushrooms, onions, and the like.

"You want to go back there?" He asked, his voice deep. Kaye let out a laugh as she put the vegetables down that she had chosen.

"Gods no! I just need some spices. Basil, oregano, pepper... things like that. They are in my kitchen in the apartment. I was hoping you could magic them here." She explained, moving over to the glass pitchers and smelling them until she found milk and heavy cream. Completely oblivious to the emotions Jareth was going through as relief flooded him.

"Oh, that's not a problem." He said before pulling a crystal for the proper magic. Kaye turned and grinned at him before she started to hunt for flour and eggs. She thanked him as her spices popped into existence much like reverse bubbles. Jareth watched as she rolled her sleeves up, grabbing cooking twine to tie her hair back. He watched as she started to make the handmade pasta. He smiled as she got flour on her face, her small pink tongue sticking out as she concentrated. He never thought he would find someone he would ever care for again. Nevertheless, one to care back. He had never heard of a fae or elf that could, or had, cooked before. He knew humans do such things, and had seen it before but even Sarah had never done such things. Not once had he seen her covered in flour when he had spied on her in the past. But there was a woman that he was hoping to be his queen covered in flour, a large smile on her face as she looked over at him. He smiled back at her as he watched.

"Anything you need me to do?" He asked, leaning towards her to watch.

"No. I'm alright. So... How long have you been king?" Kaye asked, letting the pasta set before she started to cut up the vegetables, glad to see he had magicked her garlic cloves as well.

"After the elf war. The king of the fae felt I had earned a kingdom after what I had done."

Jareth studied her expression, watching as she started to worry her bottom lip.

"You have something to say." He observed, causing her to pause in the cutting.

"Did you have a Queen?" She asked softly before continuing. Jareth looked up at the ceiling, thinking about how to respond as she got the stove ready for cooking. Surprised by the purple colored flames before owning it up to the magic of some kind.

"I did. I was forced to take an elf bride." He replied finally, not looking at her. Kaye kept quiet as she started to melt butter then add garlic and onions to the pan.

"She didn't live long after the wedding. She killed herself. Stopped eating and drinking. Didn't want to be with the killer of her kind."

"I didn't mean to bring up memories of the elf's again," Kaye told him softly as she added the vegetables to the pan.

"It's normal to want to know the past of someone you're getting to know."

Kaye nodded as she looked down at the pan as she started to add spices. Jareth looked over at her before he took deep breaths through his nose.

"That smells amazing." He said, jumping off the counter and walking over to her. Kaye smiled up at him as he pressed up against her, placing his hands on her hips.

"Thank you." She said with a smile as she stirred the contents in the pan before adding the cream and milk.

"Did your mom teach you to cook?" Jareth asked as he watched her work.

"No, I learned on my own. I don't know who my parents are or were. I'm not even sure if they are alive. I guess being elves they decided to keep hiding and running, leaving me behind." She told him before wiggling out of his hands to get a pot to cook the pasta.

"So who raised you? If a child has no parents, it dies." He said, slightly confused.

"Well, a foster home took me in. It's a place where children go that have no home and you stay there until a family wants to you. Maybe they can't have their own kid, or just want to help out, or are in it for the money. Who knows. I bounced around a lot, never seeming to land in the right place." She said with a small smile at him as she placed the pot of water on the purple flames.

"How strange, we do not have that here. We fae only have two children in our lifetimes and must get permission from the king of fae to do so. Perhaps the Aboveground should do that as well."

Kaye chuckled as she stirred the sauce and waited for the water to boil.

"Yes, well. Some places do that." She told him, nodding slightly as the water started to boil. Jareth stepped back as she went over to collect the fresh pasta before adding it to the water. He stepped back up to her as she stirred both items, placing his lips on her neck as he placed his arms about her.

"This really does smell amazing. I have never smelled anything like this before. The only thing that has flavor is what comes natural or the cakes." Jareth said, changing the subject to try and get her to stop frowning. She grinned up at him, letting her head fall against his chest.

"Really? I hope you like it. I just threw things together. I never really pay attention to what I'm doing." She told him with a laugh as she turned everything off and took them away from the cooking area.

"I'm sure it will be amazing luv." He told her, kissing her neck again. Kaye shivered before she turned and kissed his cheek. They moved and gathered plates and utensils, Kaye filling their plates before they moved over to the small table and chairs in the kitchen for the cooks. Jareth watched as she mixed up the sauce into the pasta before he followed suit.

"Oh! I forgot to get something to drink!"
Jareth smiled before he pulled two glasses and a bottle of wine from thin air as though he would a crystal. Kaye smiled as he placed them on the table and poured a glass for each of them.

"More to your liking my lady?" He asked, eyes sparkling.

"Yes, thank you, kind sir." She giggled before going back to the food. Kaye smiled as she took a bite, proud with her self how it had turned out before looking up at Jareth who had paused. His eyes were slightly widened as he looked at her.

"This is amazing! I must get more of these spices!" He said, before eating more. Kaye grinned broadly as she watched him eat, his eyes closing as he savored all the new tastes.

"Can you do this with anything?"

Kaye shrugged as she ate.

"You can spice anything up I guess. Somethings taste awesome with certain items only and with only a small amount. I'm sure I can make you more things."

"No, I shall have you teach the cooks. You shouldn't have to cook unless you desire to. It is not something you have to do anymore." Jareth said with a wave of his hand before he jumped up and went to get more of the sauce and vegetables to eat on its own. Kaye chuckled as she watched him, standing to collect her plate and moving to clean up her mess.

"Just leave it. The dwarfs will take care of it." Jareth told her as he finished his second plate, picking up their wine glasses. Kaye nodded as she put everything down, taking the glass from him.

"Come, let's go to the garden." He said, picking up the wine bottle and putting out his elbow for her to take with her free hand.

"I would love to." She said with a smile, bowing her head slightly as her cheeks turned light pink before they started to walk out to the garden.

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A/N: What do you think my lovely readers? I thought I would throw some past at you. I will get more detailed with Jareth and his past Queen at another point. But I just wanted to drop that small info to you know so it wasn't all thrown in at once. Please, be sure to let me know what you think. It really does mean a lot to me. Thank you and I hope you enjoyed this chapter.