I hope you hadn't lost all hope by that chapter…it's not really all that bad! Well, I hope you like this next one. A little more J/S. Enjoy!
Disclaimers: Labyrinth doesn't belong to me so don't sue me!
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Chapter 8
Dazzle Him
Soon that soft yellow light that had warmed her soul was replaced with the silver glow of night. Elves with lanterns and fireflies began to line their rout guiding them to what appeared to be a village of sorts.
"My lady, we have awaited your arrival with great anticipation. Welcome back." A hooded figure, resembling a sage like character, informed her and walked away.
Beckoning her to follow, the faceless guide led her to a cottage like abode.
Sarah's questioning gaze was broken by his voice, "You will find a change of attire inside my lady. I believe it will serve the purpose more so than your "aboveground" garb. I'll return for you no later than the cry of fireys. It just won't do to be late for your own festival." With out further explanation the robed figure left her alone to dress.
While across the labyrinth Jareth was as well dressing:
Dropping his black robes and sage act upon the elaborate marble, king of the Goblins let out a blistering laugh, "She's almost here! Don't you see?" Quickly picking up a mindless goblin he just as hurriedly tossed it aside. "So much to do my little minions. So much to do…" His lustrous vocals faded from the thrown room as he left to change, "Wouldn't want to be underdressed for the party."
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Sarah found her self quite at home in her new surroundings. It was all very quaint with a down home feel. Upon entering, she appreciatively noticed a hand carved bed adorned with a creamy yellow quilt and plush pillows. Fighting her fervent urge to flop onto it and drift away she pushed her eyes onward. Her stare soon fell upon a matching vanity and armoire that was halfway open to revel a lovely outfit that she was sure to be meant for tonight. It was all set aglow with countless candles and a roaring fire that gave off the most indulgent of warmth. Somewhere between the tapestries and the hand woven rug she was brought back to reality.
Thinking of the fact she had no set time to when she would need to be ready, Sarah hastily dressed in a full off white chemise, scarlet red skirt, and matching bodice. Her ebony locks cascaded down her back in a shower of glimmering darkness. That however, could not even compare to her green eyes that sparkled with life, which had not been seen for a decade. The outfit though simple, seemed to match her new zest hand and foot. Perhaps it was the gold embroidery upon the ruby bodice but there was a glow about Sarah. Something truly different that almost seemed to have been hibernating just to now awake in its full glory. It was all beyond a doubt breathtaking. Looking in the mirror admiringly, at the whole effect, she couldn't help but feel as though someone, or something for that matter, was starring at her.
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In fact, there sat a king mesmerized by the angel that appeared to him in his crystal. Dressed in a very flattering red he had to admit she wasn't that child that had stood in the labyrinth a decade ago. No longer all one straight line her body was a sculpture of curves and accentuating features he couldn't pull his eyes away from. Her clothes fell to the backdrop leaving that smile center stage. How he came alive when her laugh could be heard leaving those luscious lips he found himself craving. She really had turned his world upside leaving his heart somewhere between love and rejection. Peeling himself away from her emerald eyes he again adorned himself in that woolen cloak.
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Just then there came a tap upon the heavy wooden door. With butterflies in her stomach Sarah called out apprehensively, "Just a minute." Opening the bulky piece of oak she met that faceless robe once again.
From under the darkened hood Sarah could have sworn to hear a gasp. "Are you alright?" Her caring voice was too much let alone to pare it with her absolutely breathtaking appearance. Quick to catch the failing situation, Jareth went on, "You look exquisite my lady." Sarah rather surprised to be blushing at the comments of a faceless sage gave one of her brilliant smiles and they were off.
*Hides behind a review proof barricade* Rather odd I know…but it will move onward soon enough. Please review with any comments/suggestions.
~Clover