Disclaimer: I own nothing from the Labyrinth. (Repeat a million times)
Sarah stretched in her
bed, opening her eyes to sunlight streaming in the window. She blinked sleepily at her surroundings,
slightly confused. The bed was large, more
than king size. There was a gauzy
canopy above her head, and sheer curtains hanging from the posts to envelope
her in a cozy cocoon. The sheets were
satin; she rubbed one against her cheek, enjoying the luxury. She sat up, climbed out of bed, and took a
look around the room, marveling at the beauty of it. The décor reminded her of a book she'd read in a class,
describing the rooms in a palace. The
floors were a glossy wood, with plush rugs spread around for comfort. The furniture was delicate, yet sturdy.
Sarah went to the wardrobe and opened the double doors. There were more gowns than she could wear in
a lifetime, in all manner of material and color. She ran her hand along the fabrics, a grin of delight on her
face. Turning, she went to a door,
opening it to find a bathroom bigger than her entire apartment had been. She decided to take a bath, and then decide
what she was to wear.
Jareth knocked on her bedroom door, waiting for her answer. When she did not he entered, carefully
balancing a breakfast tray on his arm. He set it down carefully in her sitting area, and then looked
around. He guessed where she was, and
forced himself to turn to leave the room, giving her privacy. That is, until she walked out of the
bathroom wearing nothing but a towel.
"Jareth!" Sarah exclaimed, shocked.
" I brought your breakfast." He told her, "I was just leaving."
"Oh." She said, "I was going to get dressed."
"If you must." He said with a sigh. She laughed at him, and he grinned back. When you are ready, I could
take you for a walk. I'll wait for you
downstairs."
"All right." Sarah agreed. "I won't be long."
Jareth left the room, and Sarah hurried to get dressed. It took her a touch longer than she
expected, as she wasn't used to the gown. She ran a brush through her long hair, her eyes widening in surprise as
her hair dried with each stoke. Magic! She tied it back with a
velvet ribbon to match the dress, and then went to see what Jareth had brought
her for breakfast.
Dressed and fed, Sarah found her way downstairs. She found herself in the throne room quite
by accident and stood stunned, unable to believe the change.
"Like it?" Jareth asked, coming across the room to her. He took both her hands in his, delighted by
her reaction.
"Everything's different!"
The throne room was full of light, which came through huge windows and
reflected off crystal chandeliers and figures throughout the room. Instead of the chaos of last time, all was
in order.
"I told you I was living up to your expectations before." Jareth
teased her "Now I plan to exceed them."
"I hope so." Sarah replied with a coy smile, leaning up to kiss him.
"Where are we going today?"
"I thought we'd go visiting."
"Visiting who?"
"You'll see."
