Chapter 9: Feelings

            "What do you mean there is a girl in my royal tub? You lame brained goblin you!" Jareth smiled.

            "Well, your highness, her water was cold, so she asked if there as anywhere else she could take a bath. And so I checked yours, your highness. I told her to be quick, but she has been in there for more than an hour."

When Sarah heard this she jumped up and out of the tub as quickly as possible. She could hear foot steps approaching the wash chamber. So she grabbed a towel and tried to wrap herself up as much as possible. Than she saw Jareth that totally forgetting about her towel she ran up to him and threw her arms around his neck. Jareth noticed the towel was beginning to slip down so he held it to her body so that nothing was revealed. When she noticed this, she unhooked from his neck and held her towel close and tried to fix it. Jareth did not like that she let go of him but he tried not to show it.

            "Jareth, your…your alive! But how? And where's the wound?"

            "Sarah, have you forgotten that I am a king and I have my powers?"

            "Well, no and yes. I knew that you are a king, but the powers diffidently slipped my mind. When I saw you bleeding and in pain, I did not want to leave you alone, but being just as stubborn as I am, yourself. You forced me to."

            "Sarah, I have the ability to heal, unlike King Lock… I mean… others." Jareth stopped to correct himself when he noticed that Sarah looked uncomfortable with the mention of King Locket's name.

            "Oh Sarah." Jareth walked up to her. She turned around with her arms wrapped around her body. She began to cry, so when he got to her he wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered on her ear.

            "My dear Sarah, you are safe now. No one and I mean no one can ever harm you now. He turned and kissed her cheek and then let go of her, and started walking away. But Sarah turned herself and grabbed his arm and pulled him to her. She rested her head on his chest. He smelt so good to her, and she felt so safe.

            "Jareth don't leave me. Please." Sarah whispered.

Jareth put his arms around her. "Sarah, my love, I was only going to grab a robe to put on so that you don't have to keep holding onto that towel." He gave her faint smile, which would have been larger but when he saw the tears that were streaming down her face. He decided that a smile was not going to help the situation. She had really been traumatized by what had happened. Slowly pulling away he grabbed his robe that was also made of silk. He wrapped it around her and tried to tie it, but Sarah pushed his hands away and tied it herself. Then she turned around to loosen the towel to have it fall around her ankles. They started walking out of the wash room together. Jareth looked at her and said,

            "I noticed that you have bruises and abrasions all over your body. Are you alright?"

            "They really hurt, if that is what you are asking."

            "Would you like me to heal them for you?"

            "Not right now thanks. I think one man has seen enough of me today. Okay?"

            "Of course, what ever you want. I would not want to make you uncomfortable. When ever you are ready, let me know."

            "Thank you."

Jareth also asked if the water was warm enough for her. She nodded her head and said thank you. Then she hears a scream, coming from the room across from Jareth's chamber. And it sounded like Toby.

            "Toby!" Sarah screamed. Jareth began to run out of the room, Sarah following right behind him. Jareth entered the bed chamber first, and stood aside so Sarah could go to her brother. She ran up to him and wrapped her arms around him, while rubbing his hair.

            "It's okay Toby, I'm here. What happened? Umm? Did you have a bad dream?" She asked.

            "Oh yes Sarah it was horrible!"

            "Do you want to tell me about it?" Sarah whispered as she rocked his back and forth. Jareth watched her, as she comforted her brother. Suddenly he felt a serge of pain go through is heart. What was he feeling that could cause such a pain?