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A/N: this is a repost, with editing and minor additions.
What Might Have Been...
Chapter One
The Goblin King was in his chambers, writing a letter to Anton, the Prince of Thenasdar- a neighbouring country.
"Your Highness" called a servant from the open doorway
"One of the Goblins has just reported that there is a woman in the castle"
"A what?" repeated Jareth incredulously.
"A woman, Sire"
Jareth stood up slowly, and faced the servant.
"Where?"
"One of the passage ways, Sire"
"Well find her!"
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Sarah opened her eyes slowly and stretched her slender arms above her head. She rolled over, and was surprised to find the bed empty, she had been expecting to see her husband next to her. Confused, she sat up and looked around the room.
"What the hell...?" she exclaimed, her room was...different, covered in dust and grime. None of her things, including her clothes were there, and the door looked like it hadn't been opened in years! Sarah, still dressed in her long green nightgown, left the room. Clearly, something strange, or at least stranger than was normal for the Labyrinth, was going on and the best thing she could do was get out of the way.
Meanwhile, in the King's chambers, a Goblin sidled up next to the servant, and muttered to him.
"What now?" asked Jareth, idly tapping his pen against the desk.
"The woman is no longer in the palace, your Majesty. However it's just been reported that she's in the late Queen's garden."
"What?" shouted Jareth "how did she get in there, it's been locked for years!"
The goblin and the servant looked uncertain and confused
"Never mind" snapped Jareth, "I'll go and see for myself!"
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He approached the open gate silently and stepped inside. A woman stood in the centre of the dead garden, her back to him. Shoulder-length brown hair flowed loose over her neck, and her dark green nightgown clung to the curves of her body. Experience told him that she was not a young girl, though something about her posture struck him as familiar. The woman turned around slowly, the face was older and more defined, her body had filled out but he recognized her!
"Sarah?" he said uncertainly, surely it had only been three years in her world as well as his, but this woman was no eighteen year old!
"Jareth, what happened to the..." her voice trailed off, as he glared at her.
"What are you doing here?"
"Is this some kind of joke? I live here!"
A/N: this is a repost, with editing and minor additions.
What Might Have Been...
Chapter One
The Goblin King was in his chambers, writing a letter to Anton, the Prince of Thenasdar- a neighbouring country.
"Your Highness" called a servant from the open doorway
"One of the Goblins has just reported that there is a woman in the castle"
"A what?" repeated Jareth incredulously.
"A woman, Sire"
Jareth stood up slowly, and faced the servant.
"Where?"
"One of the passage ways, Sire"
"Well find her!"
---- - --------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------
Sarah opened her eyes slowly and stretched her slender arms above her head. She rolled over, and was surprised to find the bed empty, she had been expecting to see her husband next to her. Confused, she sat up and looked around the room.
"What the hell...?" she exclaimed, her room was...different, covered in dust and grime. None of her things, including her clothes were there, and the door looked like it hadn't been opened in years! Sarah, still dressed in her long green nightgown, left the room. Clearly, something strange, or at least stranger than was normal for the Labyrinth, was going on and the best thing she could do was get out of the way.
Meanwhile, in the King's chambers, a Goblin sidled up next to the servant, and muttered to him.
"What now?" asked Jareth, idly tapping his pen against the desk.
"The woman is no longer in the palace, your Majesty. However it's just been reported that she's in the late Queen's garden."
"What?" shouted Jareth "how did she get in there, it's been locked for years!"
The goblin and the servant looked uncertain and confused
"Never mind" snapped Jareth, "I'll go and see for myself!"
___--------------------------------------------------- ----------
He approached the open gate silently and stepped inside. A woman stood in the centre of the dead garden, her back to him. Shoulder-length brown hair flowed loose over her neck, and her dark green nightgown clung to the curves of her body. Experience told him that she was not a young girl, though something about her posture struck him as familiar. The woman turned around slowly, the face was older and more defined, her body had filled out but he recognized her!
"Sarah?" he said uncertainly, surely it had only been three years in her world as well as his, but this woman was no eighteen year old!
"Jareth, what happened to the..." her voice trailed off, as he glared at her.
"What are you doing here?"
"Is this some kind of joke? I live here!"