A/N: Once again I wrote a short chapter, so it is only fair to those who
are still reading this to offer another chapter quickly.
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Labyrinth or its inhabitants.
Approximately 1 yr later.
She looked out her window carefully brushing her long hair. She was nearly 18; her parents should have had her betrothed by now. She was still angry with them; her elder sister was to be married tomorrow to the current Elf ruler.
She should have that opportunity; she was more cunning, more logical, and more skilful in battle. She took a deep breath in. She knew what she would have to do, she knew of a man who could help her, and for his freedom she would take his kingdom.
She left her castle quickly; she would have a long journey ahead of her.
Throughout the night she walked, stumbling some, getting scratched and bruised. None of this mattered now. Only finding King Amándir mattered.
She knew the Oubliette would be difficult to find, it was placed near the Bog of Eternal Stench within the Goblin King's Labyrinth. She also knew the bog was created to keep people away from that place, away from finding him.
It was dawn before she reached the outskirts of the walls of the great maze. She could hardly see through her eyes, but she kept moving ignoring her body's need for a lack of sleep.
She entered through the doors and took a right turn walking along trying to find an opening. She heard many tales of this maze of its creatures. So she kept her eye out for something very small.
"Allo miss," Said a cheerful voice.
"Hello good sir, I am looking for an opening to reach the center." She replied to the small creature.
"Well there is plenty of openings, there is one right across from you, go ahead try it out."
She walked through it and took a turn left. She kept stumbling through hoping to find it, going through each obstacle.
Then that unmistakable smell tickled her nose, she knew she was close.
The she saw it the bog. She carefully walked around it, stepping gently to avoid getting any on her shoes. Looking for something that seemed out of place. Then she noticed a rose bush. She smiled she knew she had found it.
She started to dig; it took her until midnight when her hand no longer felt earth. She shouted into the hole.
"Can you hear me?"
"Yes, have you come to execute me then?"
"No I have come to release you."
"Hurry then woman, time passes differently then you think."
With his help she was able to create a hole large enough for him to climb for.
Myrrdyn was shocked; he looked nothing like she had remembered when she had met him as a little girl.
"Who are you, and why have you come?" He asked her.
"I'm Myrrdyn, I am the second princess." She started to say.
"Of the lands of the Misty Moore, yes I remember meeting you, when you were just a child." He said then smiled at her, he wondered why she would rescue him, surely her family would have told stories about him.
"My sister is to marry, King Faran, the current ruler of the Elf Kingdom. Neither is appropriate for ruling a kingdom sir. I have come to offer you, your freedom in exchange for your assistance."
He smiled wickedly, this girl had ambition as he had, yes she was like him in so many ways, he started to formulate a plan, she would be useful very useful, he would make sure she would not leave his side.
"How willing are you to kill your sister?" He asked her forwardly.
"What would be my reward?" She looked strait at him neither flinching nor budging an inch.
"Ahhh you are a smart one, very well then, now that I am out of the oubliette I have the use of my magic again."
He grabbed her hand and they disappeared.
Instantly they found themselves in an old castle.
Amándir walked through the hallways, carefully keeping Myrrdyn by his side.
He found what he was looking for soon.
"Daryn, my ally of so long ago." Amándir stated
The old king smiled, yesss he thought now I can repay the Goblin King.
"Amándir, how were you able to free yourself?"
"Daryn may I present Princess Myrrdyn, she was of great assistance to me, and now she is willing to help me regain my throne, however in order for me to have it I will need to be married to her."
Myrrdyn smiled sly fully, yes she had what she wanted, and she would be queen.
"I am not sure how she will be of assistance sire." Daryn asked questioningly.
"Well you see Daryn, Myrrdyn is the second Princess of the Misty moor, her elder sister is to be married to King Faran, Once their married her sister will have sovereignty. However If her sister were to dye then Myrrdyn would take her place, as heir, and as I am rightful ruler by blood the kingdom will be ours."
Daryn smiled, yes this would work, it was time to beat Jareth at his game His nephew would no longer be an obstacle to the Goblin throne any longer.
"Then ill marry you." He stated.
The ceremony was quick, however that was unimportant, once King Daryn signed the paperwork, it was legal and binding.
Daryn showed the couple to a guest room.
To him the feel of a woman's body next to his was almost forgotten, and she was so young and so alluring.
He began to slip his hands up her night clothing.
She looked at him then glared "If you ever hurt me in any way, I will tear out your heart with my bare hands."
Yes she would be perfect for him. He slipped inside her and consummated their marriage.
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Labyrinth or its inhabitants.
Approximately 1 yr later.
She looked out her window carefully brushing her long hair. She was nearly 18; her parents should have had her betrothed by now. She was still angry with them; her elder sister was to be married tomorrow to the current Elf ruler.
She should have that opportunity; she was more cunning, more logical, and more skilful in battle. She took a deep breath in. She knew what she would have to do, she knew of a man who could help her, and for his freedom she would take his kingdom.
She left her castle quickly; she would have a long journey ahead of her.
Throughout the night she walked, stumbling some, getting scratched and bruised. None of this mattered now. Only finding King Amándir mattered.
She knew the Oubliette would be difficult to find, it was placed near the Bog of Eternal Stench within the Goblin King's Labyrinth. She also knew the bog was created to keep people away from that place, away from finding him.
It was dawn before she reached the outskirts of the walls of the great maze. She could hardly see through her eyes, but she kept moving ignoring her body's need for a lack of sleep.
She entered through the doors and took a right turn walking along trying to find an opening. She heard many tales of this maze of its creatures. So she kept her eye out for something very small.
"Allo miss," Said a cheerful voice.
"Hello good sir, I am looking for an opening to reach the center." She replied to the small creature.
"Well there is plenty of openings, there is one right across from you, go ahead try it out."
She walked through it and took a turn left. She kept stumbling through hoping to find it, going through each obstacle.
Then that unmistakable smell tickled her nose, she knew she was close.
The she saw it the bog. She carefully walked around it, stepping gently to avoid getting any on her shoes. Looking for something that seemed out of place. Then she noticed a rose bush. She smiled she knew she had found it.
She started to dig; it took her until midnight when her hand no longer felt earth. She shouted into the hole.
"Can you hear me?"
"Yes, have you come to execute me then?"
"No I have come to release you."
"Hurry then woman, time passes differently then you think."
With his help she was able to create a hole large enough for him to climb for.
Myrrdyn was shocked; he looked nothing like she had remembered when she had met him as a little girl.
"Who are you, and why have you come?" He asked her.
"I'm Myrrdyn, I am the second princess." She started to say.
"Of the lands of the Misty Moore, yes I remember meeting you, when you were just a child." He said then smiled at her, he wondered why she would rescue him, surely her family would have told stories about him.
"My sister is to marry, King Faran, the current ruler of the Elf Kingdom. Neither is appropriate for ruling a kingdom sir. I have come to offer you, your freedom in exchange for your assistance."
He smiled wickedly, this girl had ambition as he had, yes she was like him in so many ways, he started to formulate a plan, she would be useful very useful, he would make sure she would not leave his side.
"How willing are you to kill your sister?" He asked her forwardly.
"What would be my reward?" She looked strait at him neither flinching nor budging an inch.
"Ahhh you are a smart one, very well then, now that I am out of the oubliette I have the use of my magic again."
He grabbed her hand and they disappeared.
Instantly they found themselves in an old castle.
Amándir walked through the hallways, carefully keeping Myrrdyn by his side.
He found what he was looking for soon.
"Daryn, my ally of so long ago." Amándir stated
The old king smiled, yesss he thought now I can repay the Goblin King.
"Amándir, how were you able to free yourself?"
"Daryn may I present Princess Myrrdyn, she was of great assistance to me, and now she is willing to help me regain my throne, however in order for me to have it I will need to be married to her."
Myrrdyn smiled sly fully, yes she had what she wanted, and she would be queen.
"I am not sure how she will be of assistance sire." Daryn asked questioningly.
"Well you see Daryn, Myrrdyn is the second Princess of the Misty moor, her elder sister is to be married to King Faran, Once their married her sister will have sovereignty. However If her sister were to dye then Myrrdyn would take her place, as heir, and as I am rightful ruler by blood the kingdom will be ours."
Daryn smiled, yes this would work, it was time to beat Jareth at his game His nephew would no longer be an obstacle to the Goblin throne any longer.
"Then ill marry you." He stated.
The ceremony was quick, however that was unimportant, once King Daryn signed the paperwork, it was legal and binding.
Daryn showed the couple to a guest room.
To him the feel of a woman's body next to his was almost forgotten, and she was so young and so alluring.
He began to slip his hands up her night clothing.
She looked at him then glared "If you ever hurt me in any way, I will tear out your heart with my bare hands."
Yes she would be perfect for him. He slipped inside her and consummated their marriage.