A/N: Thanks for the Reviews: Comments and criticisms always appreciated.
I'm trying to set up the history of this story, before Sarah's journey to
the Labyrinth also why during the movie it was not known who she was. Also
future apologies, I am going to be moving over the next few weeks so
updates may be sporadic.
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Labyrinth:
Prologue part 2: Five years later:
King Amándir paced the castle he had just sent word to the Goblin King. There was no proof that his daughter had died but he still had not found her. Every part of the underground had been searched. The Fiery forest, the Bog of Eternal Stench, the hedge mazes all of the oubliettes. He knew he would eventually have to look elsewhere.
"King Jareth has arrived sir" The messenger bowed quickly as he spoke.
Amándir walked the hall and greeted Jareth.
"King Jareth, as you know I have searched these five long years for my wife and my daughter and still have not found them. Sir as you know by Elf law I may take another wife, however I am concerned."
"The only thing you're concerned for is yourself, however unless the child is proved to be dead then I am still bound to the contract." Jareth sneered at the elf king.
Amándir knew Jareth was much more powerful and had a much larger army so he did not say anything.
"You may marry again if you wish I know the laws your former wife left without any notice as to where she journeyed. However, " Jareth added quickly. "Princess Sariya will still have supreme sovereignty even if you have a male child. It is the law of the Underground that first born children are given this right."
Amándir grimaced but the child was missing so that gave him leave to train someone in her place, he had found a very willing woman to share his bed and he would marry her as soon as Jareth left.
Jareth left the kingdom he knew why the queen had left; he could see the bruises along her face and arms. Amándir had not been kind to her; from what he had heard of the Elf king he was not kind to anyone. He knew the former Queen was chosen for her beauty, and Jareth had met her on several occasions and found her to be kind and good-natured. He knew the little girl had survived his magic would tell him if she did not. Unfortunately that was all he could know. Lissalle must have used magic to disguise herself and the child both physically and magically.
Jareth looked out the window and wondered what a five-year-old girl might be doing at that moment. He walked into his castle, he knew eventually she would be called, he wasn't sure how, but as soon as her 21st birthday neared she would come home.
Amándir brought a priest in immediately and married Calera, thankfully she was of noble blood, she came to elf king a year ago and offered herself to him.
Amándir used her as he used the countless other females that were in his kingdom for his pleasure, and if the didn't please them then they were punished severely.
That evening, the Elf King took Calera to his bed, and let his seed spill into her. He knew within minutes that he was successful, Calera would have a son. He smirked as she slept, she had served her usefulness, and when their son was two years old he would find a way to have her killed. He climbed out of the bed and found some kitchen wench to have a little fun with. He came up behind her and lifted up her skirt rubbing her thighs and groping her in anyway possible.
At first the lass resisted him, then as she turned and saw that it was the king she quickly removed her dress and laid her self onto the floor for him, spreading her legs wide. (She knew the punishment for not giving into the king's desires)
The king has smirked and entered her quickly. He thrusted into her very hard, listening to her muffled cries of pain and finding pleasure in it. He released into her magically protecting himself from impregnating her then got up and left her there on the floor sobbing.
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Labyrinth:
Prologue part 2: Five years later:
King Amándir paced the castle he had just sent word to the Goblin King. There was no proof that his daughter had died but he still had not found her. Every part of the underground had been searched. The Fiery forest, the Bog of Eternal Stench, the hedge mazes all of the oubliettes. He knew he would eventually have to look elsewhere.
"King Jareth has arrived sir" The messenger bowed quickly as he spoke.
Amándir walked the hall and greeted Jareth.
"King Jareth, as you know I have searched these five long years for my wife and my daughter and still have not found them. Sir as you know by Elf law I may take another wife, however I am concerned."
"The only thing you're concerned for is yourself, however unless the child is proved to be dead then I am still bound to the contract." Jareth sneered at the elf king.
Amándir knew Jareth was much more powerful and had a much larger army so he did not say anything.
"You may marry again if you wish I know the laws your former wife left without any notice as to where she journeyed. However, " Jareth added quickly. "Princess Sariya will still have supreme sovereignty even if you have a male child. It is the law of the Underground that first born children are given this right."
Amándir grimaced but the child was missing so that gave him leave to train someone in her place, he had found a very willing woman to share his bed and he would marry her as soon as Jareth left.
Jareth left the kingdom he knew why the queen had left; he could see the bruises along her face and arms. Amándir had not been kind to her; from what he had heard of the Elf king he was not kind to anyone. He knew the former Queen was chosen for her beauty, and Jareth had met her on several occasions and found her to be kind and good-natured. He knew the little girl had survived his magic would tell him if she did not. Unfortunately that was all he could know. Lissalle must have used magic to disguise herself and the child both physically and magically.
Jareth looked out the window and wondered what a five-year-old girl might be doing at that moment. He walked into his castle, he knew eventually she would be called, he wasn't sure how, but as soon as her 21st birthday neared she would come home.
Amándir brought a priest in immediately and married Calera, thankfully she was of noble blood, she came to elf king a year ago and offered herself to him.
Amándir used her as he used the countless other females that were in his kingdom for his pleasure, and if the didn't please them then they were punished severely.
That evening, the Elf King took Calera to his bed, and let his seed spill into her. He knew within minutes that he was successful, Calera would have a son. He smirked as she slept, she had served her usefulness, and when their son was two years old he would find a way to have her killed. He climbed out of the bed and found some kitchen wench to have a little fun with. He came up behind her and lifted up her skirt rubbing her thighs and groping her in anyway possible.
At first the lass resisted him, then as she turned and saw that it was the king she quickly removed her dress and laid her self onto the floor for him, spreading her legs wide. (She knew the punishment for not giving into the king's desires)
The king has smirked and entered her quickly. He thrusted into her very hard, listening to her muffled cries of pain and finding pleasure in it. He released into her magically protecting himself from impregnating her then got up and left her there on the floor sobbing.