Disclaimer: * lands in an undignified heap on the floor. Then quickly rises
to her feet. * "Sorry about that. Jareth didn't like my attempt to take
over the Labyrinth. Guess I'll just have to content myself wit this story."
AN: Sorry this took so long. Lots of work and a bad case of writer's block. Anyway read and review.
Cause and Effect By Daggerpoint
Chapter 5
About mid morning, Jareth sat at his desk review the newest proposed treaty between the Enchanted forest and the Land of the Pixies. He was interrupted by a timid knock on the door of his study.
"Your Majesty" a timid goblin spoke from the doorway. "King Leander of the Nightmares is here to see you."
Slowly Jareth raised his head in surprise. In the past there had been bad blood between his Kingdom and that of the Nightmares. That had been before the marriage of his father, the former king of the Goblins and the youngest sister of the former king of Nightmares. Since then the peace had been acknowledged, but it was unstable. With the coronation of the coronation of the new king, there was no telling if the peace would hold. Jareth was praying for peace; he didn't want Sarah to have to have the stress of war over her pregnancy.
"Very well. Where is he?" His voice was even and controlled. It did not reveal anything about his current state of mind.
"In the throne room, Your Majesty."
"Good. You are dismissed." With that the goblin bowed and scuttled off into the shadows.
Jareth stood and with a flick of his wrist his clothes were suitable to greet a visiting royal. After all he would take no chances of touching off a war. When he was satisfied, Jareth appeared in his throne room.
A young man stood there looking no older then 25 in mortal years. He was dressed almost completely in black. With his golden hair and the black, the man looked like what humans would call a fallen angel. As the Goblin King appeared within the throne room the young man looked completely at ease with his surroundings.
"Sir." The man said with just enough of a bow that was due from one king to another.
"Good day," Jareth replied, bowing in return. "How may I help you?"
"I am Leander, king of the Nightmares. I have come to discuss the treaty between us."
* * *
"Yes she is at fault. Always her," a silver voice whispered in the dream world. Images of the trip of her lifetime flashed across her mind. They were followed with memories from the days after her husband's death.
"Yes," her mind agreed. "Everything is Sarah's fault. That bitch will pay. Will pay with the lives of all she holds dear. She will regret the day she ever humiliated Karen Williams."
* * *
"I see," replied Jareth. " And what exactly do you wished to discus? May inquire."
"As you know our kingdoms have held a shaky peace over the past few centuries, due in part to your parent's marriage. I wish to strengthen this peace. To finally bridge the feud between our families." As he spoke his eyes held Jareth's mismatched ones. Though the words were impassioned, the eyes told another story. One of anger and bitterness close at hand.
'I must watch my step with this one,' the Goblin King mused. 'Who knows what he may do.' "I agree. Come let us go to my study where we may discuss this some more."
* * *
Karen awoke from her sleep the same way she had for the past 10 years. She awoke from a dream where a beautiful voice confirmed what she knew. That all of her problems; everything that had gone wrong in her life was due to Sarah.
Slowly she climbed out of bed. Today began another day of unimportant work. It kept Karen from doing what she truly desired, to hunt down Sarah and punish her for everything Karen had been through. The only thing that kept her from doing this where her three children. Why go searching for something you already had the perfect bait? Sarah would do anything for those brats. So Karen worked, and kept a mask of calm, as only to keep the three near her. But soon there would be no reason to. Soon she would be avenged, and Karen would be free.
AN: Sorry this took so long. Lots of work and a bad case of writer's block. Anyway read and review.
Cause and Effect By Daggerpoint
Chapter 5
About mid morning, Jareth sat at his desk review the newest proposed treaty between the Enchanted forest and the Land of the Pixies. He was interrupted by a timid knock on the door of his study.
"Your Majesty" a timid goblin spoke from the doorway. "King Leander of the Nightmares is here to see you."
Slowly Jareth raised his head in surprise. In the past there had been bad blood between his Kingdom and that of the Nightmares. That had been before the marriage of his father, the former king of the Goblins and the youngest sister of the former king of Nightmares. Since then the peace had been acknowledged, but it was unstable. With the coronation of the coronation of the new king, there was no telling if the peace would hold. Jareth was praying for peace; he didn't want Sarah to have to have the stress of war over her pregnancy.
"Very well. Where is he?" His voice was even and controlled. It did not reveal anything about his current state of mind.
"In the throne room, Your Majesty."
"Good. You are dismissed." With that the goblin bowed and scuttled off into the shadows.
Jareth stood and with a flick of his wrist his clothes were suitable to greet a visiting royal. After all he would take no chances of touching off a war. When he was satisfied, Jareth appeared in his throne room.
A young man stood there looking no older then 25 in mortal years. He was dressed almost completely in black. With his golden hair and the black, the man looked like what humans would call a fallen angel. As the Goblin King appeared within the throne room the young man looked completely at ease with his surroundings.
"Sir." The man said with just enough of a bow that was due from one king to another.
"Good day," Jareth replied, bowing in return. "How may I help you?"
"I am Leander, king of the Nightmares. I have come to discuss the treaty between us."
* * *
"Yes she is at fault. Always her," a silver voice whispered in the dream world. Images of the trip of her lifetime flashed across her mind. They were followed with memories from the days after her husband's death.
"Yes," her mind agreed. "Everything is Sarah's fault. That bitch will pay. Will pay with the lives of all she holds dear. She will regret the day she ever humiliated Karen Williams."
* * *
"I see," replied Jareth. " And what exactly do you wished to discus? May inquire."
"As you know our kingdoms have held a shaky peace over the past few centuries, due in part to your parent's marriage. I wish to strengthen this peace. To finally bridge the feud between our families." As he spoke his eyes held Jareth's mismatched ones. Though the words were impassioned, the eyes told another story. One of anger and bitterness close at hand.
'I must watch my step with this one,' the Goblin King mused. 'Who knows what he may do.' "I agree. Come let us go to my study where we may discuss this some more."
* * *
Karen awoke from her sleep the same way she had for the past 10 years. She awoke from a dream where a beautiful voice confirmed what she knew. That all of her problems; everything that had gone wrong in her life was due to Sarah.
Slowly she climbed out of bed. Today began another day of unimportant work. It kept Karen from doing what she truly desired, to hunt down Sarah and punish her for everything Karen had been through. The only thing that kept her from doing this where her three children. Why go searching for something you already had the perfect bait? Sarah would do anything for those brats. So Karen worked, and kept a mask of calm, as only to keep the three near her. But soon there would be no reason to. Soon she would be avenged, and Karen would be free.
