Jareth had sprawled himself on his throne and was watching his goblins muddle about. He watched as one goblin strapped twigs with chicken feathers glued on them and jumped out the window, flapping wildly. The din of the room was too loud to hear the goblin smack the ground far below the window but he knew it had. Such stupid little things they were. But they were his responsibility.
But centuries with these little buggers was beginning to driving him crazy. He was just about ready to step down as king. He really was long overdue for a vacation.
Nothing had much changed since Sarah's visit, though he made sure his goblins didn't take any more babies. That had been such a hassle.
He shifted in his chair, smiling as one of the male goblins gave a girl goblin a piece of bread chewed up in the shape of a heart. Such stupid, yet simple things they were! Such simple things made them happy.
He couldn't remember the last time he had been truly happy, although his visits with Toby were enjoyable. He had grown attached to the child and frequently checked in on him, teaching him various things to help him out.
Thinking of Toby made Jareth glance at the his clock. The boy should be calling him sometime soon, though if he had spoken to his sister, Jareth wasn't sure he would be able to see Toby if Sarah was around. If she was aware of his presence and didn't wish him there, he could not go.
He rubbed his forehead. He needed to go. Toby had very little time left. He let his eyes travel of his goblins, he wished his life was so simple.
He stood and almost toppled back into his chair. Of late he had become more and more tired, as if his muscles were withering away. But of course they were nit. He hope his fatigue was due to the resent stress of Toby but he feared it may be something else.
* * *
It was late and Sarah's parent's hadn't come home yet. Sarah sat in her room talking with Toby, talking. He told her that he used to dream about goblins and he would cry and what he thought to be his guardian angel would come and comfort him. He found out at about 5 that Jareth wasn't an angel and he had been touched by magic as a babe when he was ten. He had been warned that he was going to have to go back to the labyrinth when he began to mature. That the magic would try and mature with him but it would end up ripping him apart.
He knew that the seizures were only the beginning of the process and that it could still be stopped.
Sarah had agreed reluctantly, to call on the king but Toby told her to call him at night.
So there they sat, Sarah fiddling with the ends of her long brown hair and Toby sitting cross-legged on the floor.
'Are you ready?" he asked softly.
Sarah's mouth was dry so no words came forth. She nodded instead.
Toby reached across the small red rug and patted her hand. He sat back and closed his eyes, a look of concentration passing over his face,
After a moment had passed, he opened his eyes. "He's coming," Toby murmured, a small smile tugging on his lips.
'How long till he's here?" she asked worriedly
Toby opened his mouth to respond but stopped. He stood and grinned, telling Sarah that he would be right back.
Sarah heard Toby running down the hall to his room and open his door. There was a moment of silence then the sound of two pairs of feet coming down the hall.
Toby opened the doorway and smiled at his sister as the Goblin King stepped behind him, regarding Sarah with a cool glance. "Sarah," Toby said "This is my guardian, Jareth"
Jareth's eyes locked with hers. "Hello Sarah," he said, his voice running through her mind like water. "It's been so long."
But centuries with these little buggers was beginning to driving him crazy. He was just about ready to step down as king. He really was long overdue for a vacation.
Nothing had much changed since Sarah's visit, though he made sure his goblins didn't take any more babies. That had been such a hassle.
He shifted in his chair, smiling as one of the male goblins gave a girl goblin a piece of bread chewed up in the shape of a heart. Such stupid, yet simple things they were! Such simple things made them happy.
He couldn't remember the last time he had been truly happy, although his visits with Toby were enjoyable. He had grown attached to the child and frequently checked in on him, teaching him various things to help him out.
Thinking of Toby made Jareth glance at the his clock. The boy should be calling him sometime soon, though if he had spoken to his sister, Jareth wasn't sure he would be able to see Toby if Sarah was around. If she was aware of his presence and didn't wish him there, he could not go.
He rubbed his forehead. He needed to go. Toby had very little time left. He let his eyes travel of his goblins, he wished his life was so simple.
He stood and almost toppled back into his chair. Of late he had become more and more tired, as if his muscles were withering away. But of course they were nit. He hope his fatigue was due to the resent stress of Toby but he feared it may be something else.
* * *
It was late and Sarah's parent's hadn't come home yet. Sarah sat in her room talking with Toby, talking. He told her that he used to dream about goblins and he would cry and what he thought to be his guardian angel would come and comfort him. He found out at about 5 that Jareth wasn't an angel and he had been touched by magic as a babe when he was ten. He had been warned that he was going to have to go back to the labyrinth when he began to mature. That the magic would try and mature with him but it would end up ripping him apart.
He knew that the seizures were only the beginning of the process and that it could still be stopped.
Sarah had agreed reluctantly, to call on the king but Toby told her to call him at night.
So there they sat, Sarah fiddling with the ends of her long brown hair and Toby sitting cross-legged on the floor.
'Are you ready?" he asked softly.
Sarah's mouth was dry so no words came forth. She nodded instead.
Toby reached across the small red rug and patted her hand. He sat back and closed his eyes, a look of concentration passing over his face,
After a moment had passed, he opened his eyes. "He's coming," Toby murmured, a small smile tugging on his lips.
'How long till he's here?" she asked worriedly
Toby opened his mouth to respond but stopped. He stood and grinned, telling Sarah that he would be right back.
Sarah heard Toby running down the hall to his room and open his door. There was a moment of silence then the sound of two pairs of feet coming down the hall.
Toby opened the doorway and smiled at his sister as the Goblin King stepped behind him, regarding Sarah with a cool glance. "Sarah," Toby said "This is my guardian, Jareth"
Jareth's eyes locked with hers. "Hello Sarah," he said, his voice running through her mind like water. "It's been so long."
