A/N: I have said it before, I will say it again, you guys are great. Thanks for the new reviews and thanks for the people who keep reviewing.

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the labyrinth or its inhabitants. I only own the ramblings of my imagination.

For the next few days, Jareth paced the throne room, he expected Amándir to attack any moment. He hardly saw Sarah; she was busy trying to learn all the rules and proper etiquette for the formal wedding.

Jareth sighed, since the day he saw her in the park he wanted Sarah for his wife and even though she was, it wasn't the way he wanted it to be.

He walked along the corridor; he saw her standing outside on one of the balconies.

He gently caresses her back, gently tousling her hair.

"Please don't touch me Jareth." Sarah pleaded quietly.

"Are you alright?"

"No, I'm frustrated, everything I ever knew was a lie. I grew up believing I was a normal girl, then my dad gives me the book, and then I come here for the first time, then when I'm eighteen my dad tells me he really isn't my dad, then less then a month ago I get told, that not only am I not human, I'm a long lost Elf Princess who just so happens to be promised to you." She said very quickly.

"Sarah, I hope you know I can give you anything you require, anything you need, just ask it of me." He told her gently. Sarah started to cry. "Shhhhhh, it will be alright, he wrapped his arms around her. You have been through a great deal."

"Your so different."

"Sarah, I become whatever the contestant of the Labyrinth wants me to be, you wanted me as the villain who would stop at nothing to keep you from winning. Some of that is true I did not want you to win?"

She struggled free from his hold, "Please Jareth, I do not need this right now."

She walked back into the castle.

Jareth sighed, it was amazing how beautiful she had become in five years, and he thought the Elf features added to her beauty. However he doubted that she would ever return his feelings.

Sarah was not watching where she was going and bumped directly into Hoggle.

"I am sorry Hoggle."

"No worries, your majesty." Hoggle bowed

"Please Hoggle call me Sarah."

"If that is your wish my lady," He bowed again.

Sarah glared at him.

"If you don't mind me saying so, I think you should let Jareth help you"

"I didn't ask for this Hoggle, I don't want to be a Queen, I don't want to be a wife"

"No you didn't ask for it, neither did your mother Sarah."

"You knew my mother?" She asked startled.

"Yes I knew Lissalle. She was very pretty; your father wanted her only for her beauty. He saw her and told her she either marry him or she would die and so would all of her family. So to save her family she married King Amándir. He was cruel and heartless, he would abuse her, take other women into his bed. He did not know love. A few days after you were born she took me into confidence, she told me she was going to take you into hiding, she did not want you to live around him." He told her gently.

"You mean you knew me when I was born." Sarah couldn't believe it.

"I was your mother's messenger, I remember how scared she was that she would be found and killed. Her only concern was you."

"Thank you Hoggle, I have no memories of my mother." She sighed.

"Jareth will never hurt you Sarah."

Sarah shook her head; she was still having conflicts within herself as to what Jareth really was. "I just do not know, Hoggle."

Sarah looked out to the countryside, she saw something. "Hoggle do you see that?"

"It looks like campfires, my lady"

Sarah ran back towards the throne room. She was panting hard "Jareth, you must come immediately!" Then ran back towards the balcony. Jareth followed her. He saw the campfires, he sent a crystal out.

"Its King Amándir, he must be planning on attacking tomorrow before the wedding."

"Why before, why should that matter, I mean we are already married."

"Your father does not know that, he assumes I would have followed strict protocol. You see as long as you were not married you only had your armies protection, but your father is still King so the army would have followed him. By becoming my Wife, you have the protection of the Goblins and the Council."

Sarah nodded, Hoggle was right, Jareth wanted to keep her safe. "Thank you." She said.

Jareth smiled. "We must prepare for the attack, we must act like we know nothing and still hold the wedding as planned."

Sarah breathed tomorrow Sarah would meet her real father, and she was more afraid of that then she was of being married to Jareth