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The Queen
Jareth lay dozing in the sun. He was pleased with his life. This would be wonderful. Sarah loved him and he suspected that she was carrying his child. He chuckled. A prince, he hoped.
He heard footsteps behind him and opened his eyes. Sarah stood above him, smiling at him. His brow twitched, something was wrong with that smile. It didn't mach her eyes. They were cold.
"Sarah-"
He didn't have time to finish. The blade of Sarah's favorite knife sliced through his throat and the life drained from him.
As the world faded from his eyes the last thing he heard was a beautiful laughter filling the air.
A few months later
Sarah lifted her son into her arms. The kingdom had undergone a dramatic change since Jareth had…passed away. There was order and all the little houses were in neat blocks. There was no trash in the street. It was very normal now…well…as normal as the labyrinth could be. She now stood on a balcony overlooking the kingdom.
The babe in her arms gurgled.
"Hush Jareth," she whispered. She had always liked that name.
The babe quieted and snuggled against her. She rocked him gently.
She had chosen to remain in the labyrinth. Where else could she rule over peoples and be treated in such a manor. A queen. And her son, a prince.
The goblin queen looked over her kingdom and then down at her son.
"Time for a nap," she mumbled to the babe, and walked back into her rooms.
The End
Authors note: if I may suggest another story? I loved it. It's called Band of silver. Check it out! And review!
The Queen
Jareth lay dozing in the sun. He was pleased with his life. This would be wonderful. Sarah loved him and he suspected that she was carrying his child. He chuckled. A prince, he hoped.
He heard footsteps behind him and opened his eyes. Sarah stood above him, smiling at him. His brow twitched, something was wrong with that smile. It didn't mach her eyes. They were cold.
"Sarah-"
He didn't have time to finish. The blade of Sarah's favorite knife sliced through his throat and the life drained from him.
As the world faded from his eyes the last thing he heard was a beautiful laughter filling the air.
A few months later
Sarah lifted her son into her arms. The kingdom had undergone a dramatic change since Jareth had…passed away. There was order and all the little houses were in neat blocks. There was no trash in the street. It was very normal now…well…as normal as the labyrinth could be. She now stood on a balcony overlooking the kingdom.
The babe in her arms gurgled.
"Hush Jareth," she whispered. She had always liked that name.
The babe quieted and snuggled against her. She rocked him gently.
She had chosen to remain in the labyrinth. Where else could she rule over peoples and be treated in such a manor. A queen. And her son, a prince.
The goblin queen looked over her kingdom and then down at her son.
"Time for a nap," she mumbled to the babe, and walked back into her rooms.
The End
Authors note: if I may suggest another story? I loved it. It's called Band of silver. Check it out! And review!