"Can we visit?" Bryon asked.
"I don't know that would be such a good idea." Jareth answered.
"Why?" Bryon asked.
"Well, I've had a strange feeling recently, like a big disaster is going to
happen."
"What kind of disaster?" Bryon asked, curious.
"It's hard to tell. My magical sense won't tell me much more about it."
Jareth replied.
"Why not?" Bryon asked. Jareth sighed: there was no way around it.
"Well, even though I am an accomplished fae, there are certain details only
the best magicians and sages can tell about this stuff, and even for them,
it's not easy to come by."
"Really. Weird." Bryon replied.
Just when Jareth was about to speak, Hoggle skidded into the room.
"Yer Highnis, someone has wished away another brat." He informed Jareth.
Before Jareth could question him, Hoggle ran off.
"Why is he so jittery?" Bryon asked.
Jareth shrugged. "He probably still thinks I'd put him into the Bog. I know
very well I never had any intention of doing so."
"What about.." Bryon trailed.
"With Sarah? I threatened Hoggle so he'd do what I wanted. No use wasting
Bog space on him, was there?" Jareth laughed.
"I guess not." Bryon replied, confused.
"Well, come on. We'd better see to the wishing away. I did say 'next
time'." Jareth said. So he summoned a crystal and poofed himself and Bryon
away to the place of the wishing.
