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"I wish the goblins would come and take you away, right now," the petite blonde said, yelling at her little, curly haired sister, who sat in the middle of the living room floor crying loudly.
Lightning flashed out of a clear sky and the girl spun around, alarmed by the flickering lights. Turning around, she found her sister had vanished.
"Alyson, where did you go?" she said hesitantly.
A figure appeared at the glass paneled French doors that led to the patio, the figure framed by a flash of lightning.
Sarah appeared outside on the patio, spreading her hands to her sides and walked forward…straight into the door.
"Damn it," she muttered, resisting the urge to rub her forehead. Creating a crystal, she threw it at the double doors and they flew open. Striding in, Sarah attempted to salvage her entrance, but the heel of her boot caught on the fringe of a carpet and sent Sarah stumbling forward.
Gritting her teeth, she stood tall and looked contemptuously at the girl, glad when the girl took a step back and gasped.
"Now, did you really want to wish the baby away?" Sarah asked in a bored tone, creating a crystal and twirling it on her hand.
The girl stared speechless at the woman dressed in tight black clothes, shocked and terrified. She had never seen so much glitter or eye makeup in her life. In the back of her mind, she vaguely wondered how the woman walked in such high heels.
"Who, who are you?"
"I am the Goblin Queen," Sarah said, wondering for a moment if that was the correct title. Oh well, it had sounded right and she was going to use it.
"The who?"
"The Goblin Queen. I rule over the Labyrinth and the goblins. You asked them to take away the child, so they did. Now, for the last time, did you want them to take the baby?" Sarah said, slightly annoyed at the girl's confusion.
"Of course I didn't want Alyson to be taken by goblins! I was just mad because she wouldn't stop crying. Give her back now."
"Why should I? What's said is said," Sarah said with a shrug.
"If you don't, I'm going to call the police and have you arrested for kidnapping and breaking and entering," the girl said in a determined voice.
Sarah inwardly grimaced, she hoped she hadn't been like this.
"Do you really think I'd stick around while the police came? If you give me a reasonable answer, I might decide not to make you try to get through my Labyrinth in thirteen hours. I might be kind and just give the child back."
"Please, please just give her back. I won't say it again, I promise. I didn't really mean it, please, my parents would be furious if she wasn't here when they came back," the girl said, almost in tears.
Sarah sighed, she couldn't make the girl go through the Labyrinth, no matter what Hoggle and Didymus had instructed her to do and act like.
"Very well. Goblin!" Sarah shouted, smiling as a hideous little goblin appeared before her and bowed.
"Majesty."
"Bring back the baby."
"What!?"
"I said bring back the baby, now."
"But-"
"Bring back the child before I grow angry," Sarah said through clenched teeth.
"Fine, fine, but that ain't the way it's done," the goblin muttered as it disappeared.
A moment later Alyson reappeared, her eyes wide and frightened.
"I was generous this time, but in the future, I wouldn't call upon any creatures of magic to do anything," Sarah said with a cold smile, throwing a crystal to the floor and vanishing in another cloud of glitter.
"You's was supposed to take the kid! Not gives it back!" Hoggle stormed at her as she reappeared in the throne room.
"I saw myself ten years ago pleading with the goblin king to give my brother back. How could I make the poor girl go through the labyrinth?"
"My lady, those are the, ah, rules," Sir Didymus said mildly, glancing up at her.
"I know, but I'm running this place now, so rules change. There is no more goblin king, there is a goblin queen, and from now on, I'm going to change some things if I see fit," Sarah said, turning and walking to her room.
Later she sat in one of the midnight chairs, her wet hair sticking to the bathrobe she wore. Shifting positions in the chair, she grimaced and looked down at her blistered feet.
"I hate those shoes," she muttered as she made a crystal appear and turn into a basin of hot water for her feet to soak in.
