Bryon summoned a book from his private library, called "Star Wars Episode Two" and began to lazily read it in Jareth's throne. He was taking forever, even for him. All of a sudden, Jareth appeared in the throne room, startling Bryon and a few goblins who had previously been where Jareth now stood. "Hey!" the messenger goblin from earlier yelled. "That wasn't very @#$% %$#@ nice GK!" he ran off again. "The matter has been settled. You may go back to your business." Jareth said. Bryon left the throne. He just noticed one of his paintings on Jareth's throne room wall. The girl he painted in it was his own creation. He made her everything he'd ever wanted in a girl. If she was real, somewhere in the universe, would she like him? Or turn away from him like so many others had done? Bryon took a seat in the throne room window and continued reading his book. Jareth sighed, seeing Bryon gaze at the painting like that. Bryon needed a girl, but perhaps a different one than he saw in his artwork. He would have taken Bryon to a girl like that ages ago, if he could guarantee she existed. Of course, Bryon had always wanted somebody to love, but recently, just recently, he'd been worse. He'd stay in his room for days on end, creating art with the girl in it. Some even had him and the girl in them. Like he saw himself with that perfect girl. Jareth glanced at the painting again. He knew Bryon couldn't be infatuated with Sarah, like he had been, but someone somewhat close to her.