Chapter 7: A Little Love Tap
For the next few days, when the goblins got noisy and gave me a headache, I went to the garden Jareth had showed me. It was night and I was there alone. Jareth was doing something at the castle. I was enjoying the peace and the solitude. I swung on the swing. I was totally relaxed. Then I saw something in the shadows move. I stopped swinging and instantly tensed up. I got up off the swing.
"Hello? Who's there?" I called into the darkness.
No answer. I heard bushes rustle to my right. I turned there quickly and was rewarded with an out-line of the person. They were tall and thin. That was about all I could figure out. I lost track of them again. All of a sudden, the out-line was right in front of me. They put their hand over my mouth and my fist shot out. My fist connected with their cheekbone and they groaned. Then I planted a kick to their knee, but at the same time I planted a punch in their solar plexus. They toppled to the ground. There was another groan. I thought I reconized the voice.
"Jareth? Is that you?" I asked.
"Mmm-hmm."
"Oh, Goddess. I'm so sorry!" I helped him up and brought him over to the swing. Then I helped him sit down, "Are you all right?" I asked worriedly.
"Fine." he said, "I guess that will teach me, huh? Never sneak up on you."
"You scared me to death. Don't do that again! Deal?"
"Deal."
"Good."
Jareth produced a lantern with a wave of his hand. There was a light, small purple bruise on his cheekbone.
"Goddess. I didn't mean to bruise you. What about your stomach, did I bruise that too?" I asked worriedly.
"I don't think so." He lifted his shirt a little to show me his solar plexus. I lost my breath as I saw it. The pale skin was perfect and unmarred.
"Good. Now, what was Mrs. Nelson's remedy for bruises?" I asked myself.
"How about this?" Jareth touched his ungloved hand to his cheek and the bruise faded. Then he put the black glove back on.
"That works too."
"Yes, it does. Would you like to sit with me under the stars for a while?"
"I would love to, Jareth." I replied smiling.
Jareth smiled back and pulled me close to him on the swing. just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard Jareth say,
"Come, time for bed."
He transported us to my room. I was in a nightgown. Jareth picked me up and laid me on the bed, pulling the comforter over me.
"Good-night, my love." he kissed my forehead and disappeared. I fell asleep. My dreams were all filled with images of Jareth.
For the next few days, when the goblins got noisy and gave me a headache, I went to the garden Jareth had showed me. It was night and I was there alone. Jareth was doing something at the castle. I was enjoying the peace and the solitude. I swung on the swing. I was totally relaxed. Then I saw something in the shadows move. I stopped swinging and instantly tensed up. I got up off the swing.
"Hello? Who's there?" I called into the darkness.
No answer. I heard bushes rustle to my right. I turned there quickly and was rewarded with an out-line of the person. They were tall and thin. That was about all I could figure out. I lost track of them again. All of a sudden, the out-line was right in front of me. They put their hand over my mouth and my fist shot out. My fist connected with their cheekbone and they groaned. Then I planted a kick to their knee, but at the same time I planted a punch in their solar plexus. They toppled to the ground. There was another groan. I thought I reconized the voice.
"Jareth? Is that you?" I asked.
"Mmm-hmm."
"Oh, Goddess. I'm so sorry!" I helped him up and brought him over to the swing. Then I helped him sit down, "Are you all right?" I asked worriedly.
"Fine." he said, "I guess that will teach me, huh? Never sneak up on you."
"You scared me to death. Don't do that again! Deal?"
"Deal."
"Good."
Jareth produced a lantern with a wave of his hand. There was a light, small purple bruise on his cheekbone.
"Goddess. I didn't mean to bruise you. What about your stomach, did I bruise that too?" I asked worriedly.
"I don't think so." He lifted his shirt a little to show me his solar plexus. I lost my breath as I saw it. The pale skin was perfect and unmarred.
"Good. Now, what was Mrs. Nelson's remedy for bruises?" I asked myself.
"How about this?" Jareth touched his ungloved hand to his cheek and the bruise faded. Then he put the black glove back on.
"That works too."
"Yes, it does. Would you like to sit with me under the stars for a while?"
"I would love to, Jareth." I replied smiling.
Jareth smiled back and pulled me close to him on the swing. just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard Jareth say,
"Come, time for bed."
He transported us to my room. I was in a nightgown. Jareth picked me up and laid me on the bed, pulling the comforter over me.
"Good-night, my love." he kissed my forehead and disappeared. I fell asleep. My dreams were all filled with images of Jareth.