Disclaimer: See chapter 1.
Inside the throneroom of the castle, Doriath sat, wishing these goblins would shut up. He was beginning to wonder how Jareth had ever put up with them. Dear cousin Jareth, so trusting. When Doriath had suggested a visit, claiming he wished to get to know his cousin's wife and new children, Jareth had readily agreed. After all, there had been no hint of malice between the two of them before. Why should now be different?
What Jareth hadn't known, of course, was Doriath's true intentions. He had always been jealous of his cousin's high position in court. Now, he had that position, and Jareth was on the run with his wife. It would take the two of them and their twin children to make the rest of the prophecy come true, and he knew the twins had been hidden away, seperated. Jareth would never regain the throne. The Underground was Doriaths, now and forever.
Such girl and his Queen shall be one in the same
Eighteen years after kindrid's sins
Such will be the time of the twins.
The prophecy ran through Jareth's head over and over again. Every word of it had come true, so far. Sarah had defeated him and then become his queen. Shortly after she had given birth to their twin children, his cousin, Doriath, had come to visit. Doriath had shown himself, then, to be truly evil, and had taken over the Underground. Now, eighteen years later, the time had come for his children to return, to help defeat Doriath. It was the second part of the prophecy, however, that truly bothered him. It was the part he hadn't told Sarah about. He didn't want to upset her.
A mother's nightmare comes from fulfilment of her dreams
For after forcing the monster to leave
One lives, one dies, three left to grieve.
Jareth knew very well what it meant. Doriath would be defeated, but he and Sarah would be forced to say goodbye to one of their children. The only thing he didn't know, which weighed heavily on his mind, was the question of when and which. It was not a pleasant thing to think upon.