Chapter V: Let's have a little Chat, shall we?
Memories of a night unforgotten floated back into the Fae's mind. A
teenager, a simple brat looking at him and declaring:
"You are him, aren't you? You are the Goblin King"
Not shocked, not confused just. angry. And sad. so very sad. Like if she had known deep inside that he was real, but had refused to believe it.
She hadn't thought he was a thief or a normal person. She had known the very instant she had seen him that he was the Goblin King and that was because. she had met him before.
"You!" he bellowed, his face twisting into a feral expression. Sarah gulped and took a step back, knowing that she had unleashed the wrath of the Goblin King. And that she was going to regret it.
"Jareth, calm down" she whispered, trying to sound soothing and not scared out of her wits as she was "I can explain."
She never got the chance to finish what she was saying. For the King stood up and with strong and furious steps he climbed off the marble stairs and grasped one of her hands. He looked majestic and powerful to her eyes, his black cape billowing violently behind him, his eyes full of fiery rage. She gulped but her position and her own pride wouldn't allow her to show her fear.
"Let me go!" she ordered with regal voice and manner, trying to brake free from his iron clutch, but with no avail. He was way stronger than she was physically.
"You. Me. Outside. NOW!" he managed to scream in the middle of his anger, walking swiftly past noblemen and women and even monarchs that got out of his way quickly. He was dragging a now infuriated Angel Queen that was on the verge of insulting him in every language she could think of. Adriana and Adrian planted themselves in front of the blond-haired Labyrinth Master and demanded him to let go of their Queen.
"Get out of my way!" he ordered them before pushing them aside with a powerful wave of magic.
"You are going to pay for that, Goblin King!" Sarianka yelled, outraged, as she twisted and turned while Jareth pushed her out of the room with him under the astonished look of all the presents.
Well, something has been proved, though. Both Sarah and Jareth just love dramatic entrances and exits.
"Let go of me! You. you are hurting me, Jareth" the raven-haired woman muttered under her breath while she tried to control her breathing and the pounding of her heart.
He finally released her just to pin her against the wall, putting his hands at the side of her head and using his body as a wall.
"Now that you are not going anywhere, would you care to explain me what is going on, Sarah? Or should I say Queen Sarianka?" he snarled, his eyes blazing. Sarah tried to stop her body from trembling, but failed miserably. She sighed and then titled her head to a side, so she wouldn't be staring right into Jareth's irate mismatched gaze and replied with a soft tone:
"My name is Sarianka, and I am half human and half angel. My mother abandoned me years ago and I have just abandoned my father to fulfill a duty I didn't ask for and that my mother so carelessly left me. Could you be a little more sensitive?"
She didn't burst into tears or weep or. well, show fragility at any level. Her gaze was as cold as ice and yet. there was so much sorrow that the Goblin King softened his manners a little, but he was still angry, and angry he would act.
"Did you just happen to forget to mention me you were my FIANCÈE the last bloody time you were here, Sarah darling?" he continued pressing, consciously getting closer to her. and closer and closer.
"You don't have any kind of respect for personal space, do you?" the opal-eyed woman hissed through clenched teeth, her own temper beginning to rise. "Well, let me tell you one thing: I was SCARED. Of what? Of you, of the angel Race, of getting stuck in the Underground without a chance to see my family again. But I had to know, Jareth, if it was true. So I called upon you. You were my safer choice. Well, that is what I thought at the moment, anyway..." she looked into his menacing gaze and gulped "But I was sorely mistaken"
His scowl became as smirk and then he arched an eyebrow.
"Well, I can understand that but. why did you come back if you didn't want to? Why, after all these years? Was it because of. little old me, perhaps?"
Sarah rolled her eyes and snorted very unladylike.
"Don't flatter yourself, Ego King" she muttered to him "I came because of the visions. Something horrible was going to happen to the Underground, to my friends to. to everybody, that is all I can tell you"
"It must be certainly horrible for you to agree to marry me" Jareth sneered, trying to provoke her and she didn't fail him.
"You bet it was!"
Then he let go of her and started pacing around her like a depredator looking at his prey with hunger in his eyes. He coked his head to a side and the smiled
"Goblin King. smiling. Not Good. Definitely not good. head first in the bog kind of not Good" Sarah's mind reasoned instantly so she took a defensive posture and eyed him cautiously.
"What?" she finally spat at him, wrapping her crystal wings around herself to feel more guarded. He smiled again, a true, hundred percent Goblin King (yeah, it's patented) wolfish smile and tried to look innocently. As if he could pull that one off (Insert author's snort here please).
"You do realize that the future of your race is in my hands or rather in my decision of whether to marry you or not? You should be more complacent my dear" he taunted.
"In your dreams, lover-boy!" she retorted, assuming a very Queenly (yes, that's a word, I didn't know till I wrote this chapter, amazing!) posture. "As if I didn't know you are in need of this 'happy matrimony' as much as I am!"
Jareth gritted his teeth, but didn't reply. She was right, after all.
"Believe me, if there was any other way to prevent chaos I would gladly jump into it before having to come here and face you and. beg you to marry me! But there's no other solution to my dilemma. or yours"
"Don't flatter me so much, Sarah" the Fae hissed. The girl stared at him with mock regret and replied:
"What? Did I wound your ego? Then why don't you go to your little barely dressed-if dressed at all- bimbo for her to fix it up?"
'That little vixen has a Hell of a tongue!' the King thought, half- admired, half-infuriated. But he decided to play the smooth, charming, 'every-women-falls-at-my-feet' kind of Jareth just to tease her and annoy her.
"So that's why you are being such a little tigress! You are jealous!" he laughed. Sarah's face went from pale with rage to red with embarrassment.
"As if!" she managed to stutter, her eyes wide.
"I saw you staring at us. all night" he accused with a wide grin, suddenly feeling in control of the conversation. She sighed and then turned her back to him.
"Do you think its funny having to watch how my FIANCEE flirts with some stupid slut in front of the entire Underworld? Do you think that it is easy to know that you are the talking of every single monarch and noblemen in this entire freaking Realm? Then you are greatly mistaken, King Jareth! It's denigrating, embarrassing and a very uncomfortable position to be in. Then again that is your job, right? Putting me in very uncomfortable situations, I mean"
Both of them fell silent, just staring into each other's eyes. Finally Jareth raised his arms as in defeat and sighed.
"Well, since we seem to be in such good terms with each other let's do it. Let's get married"
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Author's Note: Well, you should be glad that I have a really big heart, you know? Cause here I am, in the middle of my Test week and still separating some of my time to grace you with another chapter. Just kidding, don't insult me yet! You really deserve this chapter for all your reviews and all that. The next chapter to come will be one of The Masks We Wear but be patient.
Thank you for being such faithful readers. This is dedicated to my most devoted ones, all who wished me good luck in my exams and all who support my muse. She sends her thanks.
Hugs and Peaches to you all,
Sabina (Now officially crazy because she actually think she sees her muse and can speak to her)
"You are him, aren't you? You are the Goblin King"
Not shocked, not confused just. angry. And sad. so very sad. Like if she had known deep inside that he was real, but had refused to believe it.
She hadn't thought he was a thief or a normal person. She had known the very instant she had seen him that he was the Goblin King and that was because. she had met him before.
"You!" he bellowed, his face twisting into a feral expression. Sarah gulped and took a step back, knowing that she had unleashed the wrath of the Goblin King. And that she was going to regret it.
"Jareth, calm down" she whispered, trying to sound soothing and not scared out of her wits as she was "I can explain."
She never got the chance to finish what she was saying. For the King stood up and with strong and furious steps he climbed off the marble stairs and grasped one of her hands. He looked majestic and powerful to her eyes, his black cape billowing violently behind him, his eyes full of fiery rage. She gulped but her position and her own pride wouldn't allow her to show her fear.
"Let me go!" she ordered with regal voice and manner, trying to brake free from his iron clutch, but with no avail. He was way stronger than she was physically.
"You. Me. Outside. NOW!" he managed to scream in the middle of his anger, walking swiftly past noblemen and women and even monarchs that got out of his way quickly. He was dragging a now infuriated Angel Queen that was on the verge of insulting him in every language she could think of. Adriana and Adrian planted themselves in front of the blond-haired Labyrinth Master and demanded him to let go of their Queen.
"Get out of my way!" he ordered them before pushing them aside with a powerful wave of magic.
"You are going to pay for that, Goblin King!" Sarianka yelled, outraged, as she twisted and turned while Jareth pushed her out of the room with him under the astonished look of all the presents.
Well, something has been proved, though. Both Sarah and Jareth just love dramatic entrances and exits.
"Let go of me! You. you are hurting me, Jareth" the raven-haired woman muttered under her breath while she tried to control her breathing and the pounding of her heart.
He finally released her just to pin her against the wall, putting his hands at the side of her head and using his body as a wall.
"Now that you are not going anywhere, would you care to explain me what is going on, Sarah? Or should I say Queen Sarianka?" he snarled, his eyes blazing. Sarah tried to stop her body from trembling, but failed miserably. She sighed and then titled her head to a side, so she wouldn't be staring right into Jareth's irate mismatched gaze and replied with a soft tone:
"My name is Sarianka, and I am half human and half angel. My mother abandoned me years ago and I have just abandoned my father to fulfill a duty I didn't ask for and that my mother so carelessly left me. Could you be a little more sensitive?"
She didn't burst into tears or weep or. well, show fragility at any level. Her gaze was as cold as ice and yet. there was so much sorrow that the Goblin King softened his manners a little, but he was still angry, and angry he would act.
"Did you just happen to forget to mention me you were my FIANCÈE the last bloody time you were here, Sarah darling?" he continued pressing, consciously getting closer to her. and closer and closer.
"You don't have any kind of respect for personal space, do you?" the opal-eyed woman hissed through clenched teeth, her own temper beginning to rise. "Well, let me tell you one thing: I was SCARED. Of what? Of you, of the angel Race, of getting stuck in the Underground without a chance to see my family again. But I had to know, Jareth, if it was true. So I called upon you. You were my safer choice. Well, that is what I thought at the moment, anyway..." she looked into his menacing gaze and gulped "But I was sorely mistaken"
His scowl became as smirk and then he arched an eyebrow.
"Well, I can understand that but. why did you come back if you didn't want to? Why, after all these years? Was it because of. little old me, perhaps?"
Sarah rolled her eyes and snorted very unladylike.
"Don't flatter yourself, Ego King" she muttered to him "I came because of the visions. Something horrible was going to happen to the Underground, to my friends to. to everybody, that is all I can tell you"
"It must be certainly horrible for you to agree to marry me" Jareth sneered, trying to provoke her and she didn't fail him.
"You bet it was!"
Then he let go of her and started pacing around her like a depredator looking at his prey with hunger in his eyes. He coked his head to a side and the smiled
"Goblin King. smiling. Not Good. Definitely not good. head first in the bog kind of not Good" Sarah's mind reasoned instantly so she took a defensive posture and eyed him cautiously.
"What?" she finally spat at him, wrapping her crystal wings around herself to feel more guarded. He smiled again, a true, hundred percent Goblin King (yeah, it's patented) wolfish smile and tried to look innocently. As if he could pull that one off (Insert author's snort here please).
"You do realize that the future of your race is in my hands or rather in my decision of whether to marry you or not? You should be more complacent my dear" he taunted.
"In your dreams, lover-boy!" she retorted, assuming a very Queenly (yes, that's a word, I didn't know till I wrote this chapter, amazing!) posture. "As if I didn't know you are in need of this 'happy matrimony' as much as I am!"
Jareth gritted his teeth, but didn't reply. She was right, after all.
"Believe me, if there was any other way to prevent chaos I would gladly jump into it before having to come here and face you and. beg you to marry me! But there's no other solution to my dilemma. or yours"
"Don't flatter me so much, Sarah" the Fae hissed. The girl stared at him with mock regret and replied:
"What? Did I wound your ego? Then why don't you go to your little barely dressed-if dressed at all- bimbo for her to fix it up?"
'That little vixen has a Hell of a tongue!' the King thought, half- admired, half-infuriated. But he decided to play the smooth, charming, 'every-women-falls-at-my-feet' kind of Jareth just to tease her and annoy her.
"So that's why you are being such a little tigress! You are jealous!" he laughed. Sarah's face went from pale with rage to red with embarrassment.
"As if!" she managed to stutter, her eyes wide.
"I saw you staring at us. all night" he accused with a wide grin, suddenly feeling in control of the conversation. She sighed and then turned her back to him.
"Do you think its funny having to watch how my FIANCEE flirts with some stupid slut in front of the entire Underworld? Do you think that it is easy to know that you are the talking of every single monarch and noblemen in this entire freaking Realm? Then you are greatly mistaken, King Jareth! It's denigrating, embarrassing and a very uncomfortable position to be in. Then again that is your job, right? Putting me in very uncomfortable situations, I mean"
Both of them fell silent, just staring into each other's eyes. Finally Jareth raised his arms as in defeat and sighed.
"Well, since we seem to be in such good terms with each other let's do it. Let's get married"
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Author's Note: Well, you should be glad that I have a really big heart, you know? Cause here I am, in the middle of my Test week and still separating some of my time to grace you with another chapter. Just kidding, don't insult me yet! You really deserve this chapter for all your reviews and all that. The next chapter to come will be one of The Masks We Wear but be patient.
Thank you for being such faithful readers. This is dedicated to my most devoted ones, all who wished me good luck in my exams and all who support my muse. She sends her thanks.
Hugs and Peaches to you all,
Sabina (Now officially crazy because she actually think she sees her muse and can speak to her)