Three weeks later, Sara woke up to find her wedding dress hanging on the door of her closet where it had been for two weeks. The only difference today was that she would be wearing the dress soon for Jareth. She was so excited she jumped out of bed and ran for the bathroom and was violently sick.
"My dear, why am I not surprised that you are so ill this morning?" Caronara teased from behind her as she continued to vomit into the little pot that sat on the floor. The High Queen pulled Sara's hair back out of her face and held it with one had as she rubbed the girl's back with the other. "It's alright, Sara. Every bride gets nervous the morning of her wedding."
Sara wiped her face off with a cool damp cloth as soon as she was done and then followed her mother-in-law back into her bedroom where they proceeded to prepare Sara for the long day ahead.
Every noble in the Underground was seated in the chairs placed in front of the trellis under which Sara and Jareth would exchange their vows. Each seated was decorated with white and red rosebuds as well as a silvery grey flower called a trobelin. It kind of looked like a cross between a rose and baby's breath. The aisle Sara would walk was lined with a red velvet carpet which had white roses and trobelin woven into the borders. The chairs were roped off by a garland of grey carnations.
The trellis itself was covered by red and white roses as well as trobelin and red, white and grey carnations. Ivy hung from it, creating almost a curtain effect. The ivy was tied back by red and grey ribbons.
Jareth stood before the trellis waiting for Sara. He smiled at Toby who was sitting next to Karen in the front row on the bride's side of the seats. He inclined his head politely at Karen who still wasn't sure about this whole thing. She was still a little unsure of Jareth's intentions toward her. She was certain about one thing: he wouldn't hurt Toby. That would hurt Sara and he would never hurt Sara.
Just then the music started and Sara began her walk toward Jareth. The veil was pulled over her face and she held a large cascading bouquet in her hands. Thankfully, the bouquet hid the fact that she was trembling with excitement. She loved Jareth and he loved her. He had protected her and she had saved his life.
"The Council now recognizes the Queen Sara and King Jareth as a married couple. You may kiss." Jareth brought his hands up and lifted the veil from Sara's face.
"It's about time," he whispered into her ear just before bringing his lips to hers. They were now married. No one would come between them.
In their own kingdom, Jaslen and his sister were plotting to rid themselves of Sara and get Jareth to marry Corlien.
"But, Jaslen, they got married today!" Corlien whined. She hated Sara and wanted nothing more than to get her out of the picture. Of course, she had seen how much Sara loved Jareth. What she didn't know was how much Jareth loved Sara.
"We can still do this. We just have to plant a seed of mistrust in his heart and then it will spread to hers. I'll start by hitting on her and you start dropping hints of a love affair between the two of you. She'll start wondering about how much he loves her. Then, when he sees me with her, he'll start thinking that maybe she's not being faithful to him. He will start looking at you with an intent to get back at her and then we move in."
"Do you really think we could split them up?" Corlien was starting to feel a small glimmer of hope. Every available woman in the Underground wanted Jareth. It was starting to look like she might get her chance.
"Here's what we do. In a few days, you will go to Sara with the intent of apologizing for my behavior. That's when you start talking about the times you spent with Jareth on picnics and just laying in his arms watching clouds go by or staring at the stars at night after the two of you made love. Use lots of details. Tell her about the way he would stroke your body and kiss you all over." As he talked, he was slowly stripping off her clothes.
That night, Corlien slept in the arms of her brother.
The next day, Jareth woke up before Sara and lay watching her sleep. He ran a hand down over her stomach still amazed at the fact that his child was growing inside of her. He felt something and paused. There were two children in there. Twins. He couldn't yet tell whether they were boys or girls but there was definitely two presences there.
Just then, Sara woke up and found him staring at his hand on her stomach in amazement. "What is it, Jareth?"
"Twins. I'm sure of it. Boys or girls, I'm not sure. But I do know that there are twins."
"You're certain, love?"
"Absolutely. I didn't think it was possible to feel any more love than I already do. But to know that I will have at least two children before I am old. . ."
"You, my dear, will never get old. Neither will I. We will remain young and happy forever." She looked around at the mess that they had made the night before in their hurry to get to bed. "Unfortunately, we will have to get out of bed and get dressed. Don't we have to make a formal announcement joining our two kingdoms?"
"Of course we do, sweetheart. But no one really expects to see us for at least four days."
Sitting up and looking into Jareth's eyes intently, Sara asked him, "Whatever are we to do for four whole days?"
Wrapping his arms around his beautiful bride, Jareth whispered something into her ear which made her blush madly. "How does that sound to you, my love?"
"I'm not sure we can do that. But it might be interesting to try." The two of them crawled back under the covers and made love many times that day before the sun went down and they finally needed nourishment.
"Sara. Jareth. I see it is time for a short break while you eat." Caronara was staying on for a few days to make sure that the people had someone to turn to if needed.
"Well, I needed a break for another reason, Mother." Sara was blushing furiously as she made this confession. Caronara had noticed how gingerly Sara was walking and how she winced when she sat down.
"Jareth, you must be a little more careful with your wife. After all, she is still quite young. And given her current condition, you can't do anymore than what you already have." Jareth understood his mother's point. He couldn't get Sara anymore pregnant than what she already was. "Besides, my dear boy, you wouldn't want to make her tired of your advances this soon in the marriage. What would you do with the rest of your lives together?"
Jareth and his mother laughed while poor Sara could barely chuckle. She loved Jareth and could never grow tired of his attentions. Unfortunately, her body could only stand so much at a time.
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A/N: There you go. Another chapter.
"My dear, why am I not surprised that you are so ill this morning?" Caronara teased from behind her as she continued to vomit into the little pot that sat on the floor. The High Queen pulled Sara's hair back out of her face and held it with one had as she rubbed the girl's back with the other. "It's alright, Sara. Every bride gets nervous the morning of her wedding."
Sara wiped her face off with a cool damp cloth as soon as she was done and then followed her mother-in-law back into her bedroom where they proceeded to prepare Sara for the long day ahead.
Every noble in the Underground was seated in the chairs placed in front of the trellis under which Sara and Jareth would exchange their vows. Each seated was decorated with white and red rosebuds as well as a silvery grey flower called a trobelin. It kind of looked like a cross between a rose and baby's breath. The aisle Sara would walk was lined with a red velvet carpet which had white roses and trobelin woven into the borders. The chairs were roped off by a garland of grey carnations.
The trellis itself was covered by red and white roses as well as trobelin and red, white and grey carnations. Ivy hung from it, creating almost a curtain effect. The ivy was tied back by red and grey ribbons.
Jareth stood before the trellis waiting for Sara. He smiled at Toby who was sitting next to Karen in the front row on the bride's side of the seats. He inclined his head politely at Karen who still wasn't sure about this whole thing. She was still a little unsure of Jareth's intentions toward her. She was certain about one thing: he wouldn't hurt Toby. That would hurt Sara and he would never hurt Sara.
Just then the music started and Sara began her walk toward Jareth. The veil was pulled over her face and she held a large cascading bouquet in her hands. Thankfully, the bouquet hid the fact that she was trembling with excitement. She loved Jareth and he loved her. He had protected her and she had saved his life.
"The Council now recognizes the Queen Sara and King Jareth as a married couple. You may kiss." Jareth brought his hands up and lifted the veil from Sara's face.
"It's about time," he whispered into her ear just before bringing his lips to hers. They were now married. No one would come between them.
In their own kingdom, Jaslen and his sister were plotting to rid themselves of Sara and get Jareth to marry Corlien.
"But, Jaslen, they got married today!" Corlien whined. She hated Sara and wanted nothing more than to get her out of the picture. Of course, she had seen how much Sara loved Jareth. What she didn't know was how much Jareth loved Sara.
"We can still do this. We just have to plant a seed of mistrust in his heart and then it will spread to hers. I'll start by hitting on her and you start dropping hints of a love affair between the two of you. She'll start wondering about how much he loves her. Then, when he sees me with her, he'll start thinking that maybe she's not being faithful to him. He will start looking at you with an intent to get back at her and then we move in."
"Do you really think we could split them up?" Corlien was starting to feel a small glimmer of hope. Every available woman in the Underground wanted Jareth. It was starting to look like she might get her chance.
"Here's what we do. In a few days, you will go to Sara with the intent of apologizing for my behavior. That's when you start talking about the times you spent with Jareth on picnics and just laying in his arms watching clouds go by or staring at the stars at night after the two of you made love. Use lots of details. Tell her about the way he would stroke your body and kiss you all over." As he talked, he was slowly stripping off her clothes.
That night, Corlien slept in the arms of her brother.
The next day, Jareth woke up before Sara and lay watching her sleep. He ran a hand down over her stomach still amazed at the fact that his child was growing inside of her. He felt something and paused. There were two children in there. Twins. He couldn't yet tell whether they were boys or girls but there was definitely two presences there.
Just then, Sara woke up and found him staring at his hand on her stomach in amazement. "What is it, Jareth?"
"Twins. I'm sure of it. Boys or girls, I'm not sure. But I do know that there are twins."
"You're certain, love?"
"Absolutely. I didn't think it was possible to feel any more love than I already do. But to know that I will have at least two children before I am old. . ."
"You, my dear, will never get old. Neither will I. We will remain young and happy forever." She looked around at the mess that they had made the night before in their hurry to get to bed. "Unfortunately, we will have to get out of bed and get dressed. Don't we have to make a formal announcement joining our two kingdoms?"
"Of course we do, sweetheart. But no one really expects to see us for at least four days."
Sitting up and looking into Jareth's eyes intently, Sara asked him, "Whatever are we to do for four whole days?"
Wrapping his arms around his beautiful bride, Jareth whispered something into her ear which made her blush madly. "How does that sound to you, my love?"
"I'm not sure we can do that. But it might be interesting to try." The two of them crawled back under the covers and made love many times that day before the sun went down and they finally needed nourishment.
"Sara. Jareth. I see it is time for a short break while you eat." Caronara was staying on for a few days to make sure that the people had someone to turn to if needed.
"Well, I needed a break for another reason, Mother." Sara was blushing furiously as she made this confession. Caronara had noticed how gingerly Sara was walking and how she winced when she sat down.
"Jareth, you must be a little more careful with your wife. After all, she is still quite young. And given her current condition, you can't do anymore than what you already have." Jareth understood his mother's point. He couldn't get Sara anymore pregnant than what she already was. "Besides, my dear boy, you wouldn't want to make her tired of your advances this soon in the marriage. What would you do with the rest of your lives together?"
Jareth and his mother laughed while poor Sara could barely chuckle. She loved Jareth and could never grow tired of his attentions. Unfortunately, her body could only stand so much at a time.
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A/N: There you go. Another chapter.