Jareth sighed as he watched Leila dance around the ball room. He had been watching her since she had gone back to her room. He hadn't seen what had happened to her before hand. Had he and he might have gone mad with rage. As Jareth watched he noticed that there were red marks across her back. One's he had never seen before. Ones he would have seen if they had been there before. Using his magic he got closer and realized they were whip marks.

"Leila.." Jareth could barely speak her name, for his throat was tight. His was mad, true. But there was nothing he could do. She was on her own now, away from his lands. Tossing the crystal, he went back to watching his goblins run around the throne room. When his eyes came to rest on the servant girl bringing him wine, he groan.

"Leona."

The girl stepped over a goblin. "Yes, My Lord?"

Jareth got up. "Come with me. Since you are a woman, I am sure you have some sense when it comes to cloths."

Leona couldn't have looked more pleased. "Yes, sir." Jareth nodded, leaving the room, followed closely by the no happy Leona. When they came to his room, he turned to her.

"I hope you will forgive me for what I did."

Leon blinked and adverted her eyes. "My Lord..I.." Jareth tipped her chin, staring into her eyes.

"You?"

Leona blushed. "I was never upset with you anyway. Though what you did was wrong. You are my king. And I am here to serve you. That is my job and no matter what you do. I will always serve you." Jareth smiled at her.

"You are a good girl, Leona. Now come. I've got some place to be, and I need to be dressed for the occasion." Leona nodded. Jareth turned walking into his room. Leona followed.

"What is the occasion, sir?"

Jareth grinned. "A ball."

Leon giggled at this. "Well, I think I know just the thing. May I look?" Jareth nodded. Leona walked to his closet, looking through it. "hmm. Do you know if it is a mask ball?"

Jareth nodded. "It isn't. It's just a normal ball."

Leona nodded. "All right. Hmm." She looked through his waist coats. "Do you know what color her Ladyship is wearing?"

Jareth blinked. "How did you know that I was going there for her?" Jareth had a slight edge to his voice.

Leona dropped her hands, facing him. "I am sorry, My Lord. I just figured you were going because of her Ladyship, Leila."

Jareth nodded. "I have a feeling you know more then what you are telling me. But yes, I am going because of Leila. She is wearing a crimson colored dress, like a deep red wine."

Leona nodded. "Then I have just the thing." Reaching in the closet she pulled out a waist coat that was black. But when it was moved it shimmered crimson. It was also covered in silver and red glitter. A pair of Black tights and black gloves were on the hanger as well. "I believe it would match Miss Leila perfectly."

Jareth smiled. "Yes. Thank you Leona. Now if you will please excuse me. I need to change."

Leona nodded. "Yes, My Lord. Good luck." With a bow she left the room. After she was gone, Jareth changed and disappeared.

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Leila sighed as she was once again sent dancing around the room, with another man. Not that she minded. Anything that got her away from her farther, Larrik, and the council was a good thing. But suddenly everything stopped. Even the man she was dancing with moved away from her. Leila looked around. Everyone was staring at someone who had just entered the room. As he walked past they bowed. Leila turned around. Jareth was standing in front of her. He bowed.

"May I have this dance, my Lady?" Jareth held out his hand.

Leila could have jumped for joy. With a curtsy she spoke. "Yes, My Lord." She took his hand. When she did, he pulled her close, putting his other hand on her waist. The band started to play again and they began to dance. Leila took in the sight of Jareth. He was in a Black waist coat, that shimmered crimson when he moved. It was also covered in silver and red glitter. He was in black tights with matching gloves. Jareth smiled.

"You look beautiful, Leila."

Leila growled. "You know I hate people to use my first name."

Jareth chuckled as he moved in another direction. "Yes. I do." Leila and Jareth danced around the floor until the band stopped playing. Leila turned only to find Larrik and her father glaring at her.

"Shit. We're in trouble."

Jareth smirked. "Not if I've got something to say about it." Larrik and Leila's father walked towards them stiffly.

"Jareth." Leila's father inclined his head.

Jareth did the same. "Collin." Jareth looked at Larrik. "May I ask your name? I don't believe we've met."

Larrik smirked. "It's Larrik. And no we have not."

Jareth nodded holding out his hand. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Larrik." Larrik didn't take it. Jareth frowned at this.

Collin smiled. "I wasn't expecting you to be here. You never seem to join our parties. Why the sudden change of heart?"

Jareth laughed. "How can I put this. Let me say that I was rather surprised really that a respectable man like yourself would go around beating his daughter and then letting her husband do it. That is why I am here. To put a stop to it. Because I don't think that Leila here enjoys it. In fact I'm sure if she had her way you both would be on your backs with a knife at your throat." Collin and Larrik exchanged glances. Collin was the first to speak.

"Let me ensure you. I don't beat my daughter and I know for a fact that Larrik doesn't hit her. Why on earth would we? We both love her dearly." Larrik nodded.

But Leila spoke next, he voice but a whisper. "You liar."

Collin blinked. "What?"

Leila said it louder this time. "You lie!" She spun around walking into the center of the dance floor. "Should I show you just what happens behind closed curtains?" She had a look in her eyes that Jareth had only seen once before, and it had been directed at him. He shuddered at the thought. Leila spoke again. "Here let me show you." With a wave of her hand, he dress disappeared to be replaced by a bra and underwear. The crowed gasped at the sight, but when they saw the long red marks of a whip they turned their eyes to Larrik and Collin, who were looking rather scared. Jareth could only laugh to himself. Leila's cloths returned to normal.

"Or should I tell them of all the times that you have beaten me? All because I tried to tell you the truth?" The crowed was getting restless as some started to leave.

Collin called out. "She lies. Why would we hit a person we love!?"

Leila laughed. "Because you hate women. Sure you love them. But you hate them because mother found someone better then you. Someone who would hurt her time and time again."

Collin glared at her. "Shut your mouth you little bitch. You know nothing of the sort."

Leila smirked. "Like hell I don't. I know who she cheated on you with as well. Oh and she knew what she was doing. She knew all to well. Because you had lied and cheated on her ever since you met."

Collin yelled. "I said SILENCE!" He sent a magic blast at her. Leila didn't have time to react, but Jareth did. Using his own magic he blocked it. Collin growled. "This isn't your affair, Jareth!"

Jareth glared, no serious. "I believe it is Collin. Leila is right. You did do the things she said. I've seen you do them. In fact you hit her in my castle, if I don't recall. And in my Kingdom it is against my laws to hit a Lady of any rank. And as it sands you are still on my land and within my laws."

Collin swallowed. "Even if I did, what's it matter. She is my daughter. I have my rights as a father."

Jareth laughed. "No, you don't. She is married. A free woman. At least free from your house. And as for you Larrik. I know you are the one who whipped her. So you to will be punished." Larrik gaped at him. Jareth waved his hand and they disappeared. He sighed. "I'm afraid I cannot do much to them, except banish them to the above ground and strip them of their power and immortality.."

Leila giggled. "At least that's better then nothing. But what about these?" She held up her hands. "I am still bound."

Jareth smiled. "Not if I have something to say about. You should know by now that a noble marriage is supposed to be approved by the King of the land. And as it's King I don't approve of your marriage." Just as soon as he said this the cuffs feel from Leila's wrists. She looked down and rubbed her wrists.

Looking back up at him she smiled. "Thank you!" She hugged him tightly.

Jareth laughed. "I'm so used to being so hard-core. What happened?"

Leila growled. "I still am. But I'm just happy. You freed me. I can live my life again. Thank you, My King." Leila kneeled, bowing her head.

Jareth nodded. "Please stand, you are making a scene." Leila did so with a smile. Jareth touched her shoulder. "We can talk more once we return." Leila nodded. Without another word or gesture they disappeared in a rush of glitter.