Chapter 43: The man
The next morning there was a tap at the master bed chamber door. Sarah was the only one that heard it so she climbed out of bed and walked to the door. She opened it and saw a little goblin standing there. She bent down and to hear what the goblin had to say.
"Your Highness I am sorry to disturb you but I have to speak with the king."
"Well what ever it is that you have to say, you can tell me, and I will let the king know what it is." Sarah replied in a whisper. She did not want to wake Jareth up. The goblin nodded his head and obeyed.
"Your Highness there is a man here that claims to be His Majesty's father. And he will not leave until he speaks with him. I asked him to leave but he insisted to come in so…"
"Well then, he will have to hear that. Thank you very much for letting me, know and I will inform him in just a minute. You may return to the man and tell him to wait in the Throne room. We will be there in a few." The goblin nodded his head again and waddled down the hall. Sarah shut the door and walked over to Jareth. She leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.
"Wake up my love…wake up…" She was rubbing his shoulder. He rolled over and looked at Sarah.
"Sarah what is it? The sun is not even out yet. What are you doing up?"
"Jareth he is here." Sarah whispered.
"Where?" Jareth asked, sitting up and looking at Sarah in a worried manner.
"I told the goblin to have him go to the Throne room and I told him that we would be there in a few minutes."
"I see."
"Well that was the right thing to do was it not?"
"No that was fine thank you. I just don't know what I am going to say or do about this."
"For starters you could get up and get dressed. Then you can walk down there and act like that king that you are." She replied pulling at his arm to help him get out of the bed.
"Okay Sarah, do not hurt yourself. I can get up. I do not what you to be doing anything strenuous in your condition." He ordered, putting his hand on her arm to stop her. She stepped back and he got out of bed. He walked over to the wardrobe and pulled it open. He looked inside to see what he could wear to look his best. He chose the attire that he wore in the Ballroom scene when he first met Sarah. He waved his hand and then he was changed. He then waved his hand in front of Sarah and she was changed from her nightgown to a beautiful gown. And her hair was all done up in an elegant way.
Jareth and Sarah were now in front of the door. They could hear someone talking behind the door. Jareth looked to Sarah. She was ready to walk in.
"Jareth what is the matter now?"
"Nothing. Nothing" He said clearing his throat. Sarah nodded her head and began to turn the knob of the door. Jareth took her hand away and turned it himself. He opened the door and looked inside. Sarah was saying that he could go first if he wanted to. But he insisted that she was a woman that the woman goes first. H e was not going to rude on account of his father. Sarah smiled and walked in. The man, that was in the room stood up and bowed to her presents. She noticed that Jareth looked nothing like the man in the room that claimed to be his father. In fact, they did not even look related. The man was short, but very skinny. He had dark black hair and a goatee that was blonde. The man looked up to see Jareth standing behind her. He noticed the expression on Jareth's face was not welcoming. But he smiled to him anyways.
"Well good morning my son." He said still smiling getting ready to embrace Jareth. But Jareth just walked past him, saying…
"What do you want?" There was anger in his voice. His father turned around to look at him and he was puzzled. He chuckled with wide eyes.
"Son it is me are you not going to greet me properly?"
"No." Jareth stated clearly.
"Well then are you at least going to introduce me to this beautiful woman?" Jareth turned quickly and look to him.
"You don't go near her!" He shouted. Sarah looked at him a bit shocked and just stood there. As did his father.
"Jareth what is the matter with you? Why are you acting this way? I thought that you would be glad to see me."
"Sir you broke out of the oubliette that I sent you to. You can get into serious trouble doing that you know." His father walked to the other side of the room and looked out the window,
"Yeah so, what are you going to do?"
"Are you really going to ask me that?"
"Well I just did." He said turning back around.
"You dare to be wise with me father!" Jareth screamed striking his riding crop on the arm of the Throne. He was infuriated he did not come here to be insulted. And if his father wanted something of him that was not the way to act. They broke out into a large argument and were screaming at each other. Sarah just sat on her Throne and did not say a word. She did not want to interfere with anything. She thought that what ever was making Jareth so upset would come out in the arguing. And he would be able to get all of his feelings off of his chest. But she soon realized that this was not the case.
"Stop it!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. "Just stop it!" She could not take it any longer. Both men just looked at her in question.
"Do you honestly think that yelling at each other is going to solve anything? Now I don't know what truly happened here but all of this screaming is just outrageous. Can't you not talk like civilized men and work this out?" She cried. Walking to the door and stepping out. She shut the door behind her and stood by to hear what they were going to say. But for a good ten minutes nothing was said.
Inside the room Jareth's father and he, just looked at one another with not a word to say.
