Disclaimer: Not mine, etc, etc, etc

Disclaimer: Not mine, etc, etc, etc!

Letting go of Sarah, Electra turned to face her king. What was she doing? What the hell do it look like she was doing? "Girlie chat! Nothing to concern you my lord."

"It is my concern when you have disobeyed a direct command."

"I disobeyed nothing, Jareth. I am not yours to command. You would not heed my warning, now I am making them perfectly clear to your little guest."

"I told you to leave her alone, Electra."

"As I told you! It seems that we both have a problem with hearing what we don't want to."

Jareth, boot heels still clicking away, entered the room. He was angry and getting angrier by the minute. "You will obey me, Electra. As will, Sarah."

Electra began to laugh. "You have no concept of how much she hates you, Jareth. She was going to choose the dungeon, death even, over having to spend eternity with you."

As the argument raged between, Jareth and his Seer, Sarah tucked herself tightly into the corner. She feared that the fight could get ugly and wanted to be no part of it. "You're deluded if you think that she will ever love, honour or fear you the way that I do."

"This is not love, honour or fear. This is jealousy, plain and simple. You have been trying to get rid of her since she came."

"Because of what I saw."

It was now Jareth's turn to laugh. "And what exactly did you see? My ruination! Now I will tell you once again. Harm one hair on her head and I 'will' kill you. Do you understand?"

"Yes my lord." Looking him straight in the eye, Jareth was unprepared for what came next. "I understand that you have changed, that you have let this lowly mortal destroy every shred of evil that you did have when dealing with the mortals who crossed our path. I understand that this one is no different from those that we have met before. But 'then' you had the courage to kill at will. You had the strength to torture and maim. But now, now you write sonnets and pick flowers. It's pathetic, you are pathetic!"

She had gone too far. Jareth's hand smacked into her cheekbone snapping her head back. "ENOUGH!"

"Your day will come Jareth, and it will be this sewer-rat that causes your destruction. Just you wait and see."

"Leave, Electra. I confine you to your bedchamber. Guards will be placed at your door on orders to kill if you even crack the door open in the slightest."

"I would rather die than watch you make a fool of yourself in another pitiful display. If this is evil then I am ashamed to call myself so."

"Don't push me Electra!"

"This is ridiculous. She has you wrapped around her little finger and she doesn't even WANT YOU!!! KILL ME!"

"ENOUGH!"

"KILL ME! I would rather die than she you marry this sewer-rat."

"Then I shall keep you alive. Force you to be my slave."

"I will never serve her. NEVER!"

With that Electra stormed out of the room, guards following close behind to stand guard at her door. Jareth moved closer to Sarah, offering her his hand to pull her back to her feet. "You shall dine with me, and your brother, tonight. Change and Bowen will show you where to come."

"Toby." She whispered. "I shall change straight away."

"There is no hurry, we have all the time in the world." Turning on his he, Jareth left Sarah to change and replay the events of the past few days in her head. As the door closed, the tears began to fall. In a matter of days she had lost her brother, her friends and her freedom. What more could she possibly lose now?