I apologise for not updating in a while. School and work and any other
excuses I can think of.
Plz don't hesitate to review. It's the only way for me to know if I should update it more often when I have the time. Without further gilding the lily here is my update:
"Sarah, babe?"
She woke up drowsily she'd fallen asleep on the couch again with her blanket over her, notes from class strewn across the floor and Tessa standing at the doorway with... was that coffee?
"Working late?"
Tessa asked lightly, Sarah nodded as she stretch and stepping on her notes she followed her animal instincts, coffee.
"Thanks hon."
She muttered as she stumbled into her room to find something to wear to uni, she'd probably need a shower to.
"Will you do me a big favour?"
Sarah asked quickly as the first bits of caffeine began to hit her. Tessa smiled and turned her brilliant hair out and loose around her.
"Anything sweetie,"
"Could you just get some clothes out for me? I need a shower before I take on any proper thinking."
She felt a great wave of peace sweep through her the moment the water hit her back. A shower always seemed to help her relax, there was just something about the continuous beating of the water that made her feel so relaxed.
Sarah walked out of the bathroom a little later with a towel wrapped around her head and another around her body.
"Tess?"
She called.
"In the kitchen, hon. I put some clothes out on your bed."
Sarah walked into her bedroom to find the outfit laid out. Loose jeans and a peasant top complete with her doc martens sitting out, laid back and comfortable. She dressed quickly and walked to the kitchen. Tessa immediately saw her and handed her the coffee she'd brought, re-heated of course.
"Come on, we have to go. We are dissecting a brain today."
Sarah's mind lingered on that, she'd done it before but this time's reason was...
"To help us better understand the nervous impulses-"
"Tessa, I don't care, science is your forte."
The dissection went well, Sarah felt very zoned out for the majority of it though, continually poking a piece of the sheep's brain with her scalpel without observing what Tessa was noting and writing down in her notes.
"Well that was interesting."
Her red-headed friend commented as they ate at the student café.
"Yeah, it was."
Sarah replied blandly cutting a piece of her quiche.
"And who would have guessed the sheep had a brain tumour."
Tessa voiced staring at her friend.
"Yeah, amazing."
Sarah replied her eyes almost glazed over.
"And those varicose veins were shocking."
She waited, was Sarah even awake today?
"Yeah, shocking... hang on varicose veins?"
Sarah questioned sitting up and staring at her friend.
"You are totally zoned out today, my friend, what is wrong with you?"
Tessa questioned, Sarah ran a hand over her face and sighed.
"This guy is really annoying me, I can't seem to shake him."
"He's following you?"
Tessa replied her eyes wide as she began giving cautious looks around the café.
"No, no it's just I can't shake the feeling of him, I just can't get my mind off him, and it's not a good 'always on my mind' thing."
Her friend smiled and patted Sarah's shoulder reassuringly.
"Still hung up on him? Maybe you should give him a chance if your mind is always thinking about him."
Sarah starred at Tessa as if she was slightly mad, give Jareth a chance?
"But it always feels as if he has ulterior motives."
Sarah voiced almost whining about it. Tessa shrugged as Sarah finished off her quiche.
"I say give him a go anyway, if he stuffs it up, give him the flick, simple."
They walked out of the café and Sarah's mind was awhirl with the possible outcomes of that situation, Jareth stuffing up a relationship, getting dumped and allowing the woman to just walk away? She didn't think so.
"Come on Sarah, we'll be late."
It was a moment she was dreading, a lecture by Mr. King a.k.a Jareth, the Goblin King. Tessa pulled on her arm relentlessly as she plodded towards the English lecture theatre.
"I know, I know, lecture, visiting supposedly 'cute' lecturer, I'm coming."
She grumbled as she tried to shake off her red headed friend. They eventually got to the hall and despite Tessa's grumblings Sarah persuaded her to sit up the back.
"Alright,"
Sarah looked up to see him standing there in all his modern glory, it was then her mind started taunting her. You have to admit he looks nice in a suit, it cooed, especially with his hair back like that, or do you prefer it long?
"Welcome to my second lecture. Today I'll be concentrating on Irish mythology; this does take a bit of time so I'll be spreading this information over two lectures, to start with though I shall discuss supposedly the first people to populate Ireland, the mythical Fae, also known as the Tuatha de Danaan."
Sarah's eyes went wide, the Fae? He was actually going to give these students, her fellow classmates a lecture on his kind? Well it would be interesting to say the least.
"The Tuatha de Danaan were a higher race that the people that populated Ireland, they held a sort of godlike or superior place in the society and are there throughout most of Ireland's mythology. They lived in fairy mounds or sidhes as they were also called and were revered by all..."
Sarah felt herself being sucked in by his crooning voice, the intellectual but casual way he enlightened him to, what she guessed, was some of the history of his people in the aboveground world.
The lecture went on for another hour but she didn't find herself getting restless or bored as she did in other lectures, it was interesting and enticed her to ask questions and find out more about the Fae history. She stoped herself short, was this what he wanted, teaching her about Fae history so he could lure her back underground?
She looked at her classmates so as to break from the midst of her mind in turmoil. They too sat eagerly on their seats quickly writing notes down and listening intently on his words, even Tessa someone who wouldn't dare touch a fantasy novel seemed stuck in the mythological stories about the Fae in Ireland, their wars, family disputes and so on.
"Well, I believe I'll wrap it up there, we'll finish this lecture now and finish it sometime next week."
With that it seemed that his hold on her vanished, those six words didn't hold anything over him during that lecture, he had captured her in his words, he held power over her that in no way did she thing he could.
"Ah Tess, I've got to go, we have that party later tonight and I want to get some work done, before then, alright?"
Her friend nodded as she walked down the steps passed him and out the door towards the safety of her car. Her mind scolded her little voice as she drove home. Don't you dare let him hold that much control over me again! She yelled inwardly her little voice laughed and taunted her saying it knew how much she wanted him to rule her.
Sarah rushed inside and went to the bathroom immediately and threw cold water on her face, she had to get rid of that dull enticed feeling he gave her as his voice crooned over the information he was giving her classmates and her.
"I do believe you enjoyed the lecture, Sarah, you didn't even try to escape my presence."
His voice wasn't soft and intellectual as it was in the theatre, it was cold and superior, the Jareth she remembered.
"No, in fact I found the information quite interesting, that was until I remembered who was teaching it."
She replied as she patted her face dry on the hand towel. Sarah turned to see him standing in the doorway his form taking up the whole space, blocking her escape.
"Well at least I go one thing right."
He sighed; it struck her as an oddly relaxed and human gesture, it made her think that he felt fed up, tired.
'I'm tired of living up to your expectations.'
She closed her eyes blocking out the memories.
"What do you want Jareth?"
She asked as she pushed past him towards her living room.
"I thought we established that last night."
He chuckled giving her form a very blatant once over.
"No."
Sarah replied sharply.
"We established that you have an itch and you know exactly who you want to scratch it. We haven't established why you are here and what you want outside of the procreation area."
She felt her voice congratulate her; she was being very intellectual and avoiding all the things her inner desires wanted her to do. Jareth looked at her raising an eyebrow and gracefully draping himself over one of her lounge chairs continued,
"Apart from the fact that you called me I have come to collect my due."
Sarah raised her eyebrows, confused.
"Your due?"
He nodded and began to elaborate,
"Indeed, as custom with my family, my kingdom we take human brides to keep an ever open attachment with the aboveground people."
"An attachment?"
"If my family have a certain amount of time away from direct contact with humans out portal or power to get through the gap in our worlds begins to close. My people need that opening when they are called upon by other humans, to collect children or merely called on for other things."
His voice took on that casual teaching tone again as Sarah listened but her mind warned her again that he had said 'human brides'.
"So you are here to..."
Jareth gave her a predatory smile,
"Why Sarah, my sweet, I thought you were listening. My line takes human brides, you shall be mine."
Needless to say that rocked her foundations a bit.
"If that is you attempt at a proposal you really need to work at it."
She said fighting to keep her voice firm.
"The plans were set all those years ago. You wished someone away and I offered you, as a potential bride, a chance to run my labyrinth to get him back. Any mortal woman who can best the Labyrinth is potentially a future queen of my Fae Kingdom, as it was in my father's time and so on."
Sarah nodded understanding,
"Surely there were others who won?"
The Goblin King shrugged nonchalantly,
"There were a few others, but they didn't show the other qualities I yearned for. You, Sarah, were the only one who refused the gift of everything, the gift of your dreams."
She snorted at him,
"The very words 'Love me, fear me, do as I say and I will be YOUR slave' had something to do that. Giving that much power over someone in order to be their slave didn't seem like it fitted in my dreams."
He leant in close to her,
"You had the fire and spirit that I was looking for so I gave you a few more years to grow up. Come, come Sarah, you have been remembering me and your visit ever since it ended. You can't fight the urge to go back any further than you can fight the fact that you are attracted to me."
Sarah laughed and sat down on the couch,
"Always so sure of yourself, in my dreams I used to wish for a magnificent caring Prince Charming to sweep me off my feet and take me away to his castle,"
"You got a King."
He prompted, Sarah's eyes went wild with green fire and she shook her head adamantly.
"No, what I got was a mean, self absorbed, overbearing arrogant Goblin King who stole my brother in order to audition me for the role as his Queen only so he can no doubt show me off as a trophy wife to his Fae friends. Now that is a fair throw from my dreams wouldn't you say?"
Jareth let out a sigh and looked at her through weary eyes.
"Once again my attempts at living up to your expectations have fallen short. From the very beginning you placed me in the role as villain; I merely lived up to it,"
"And the fact that it fit your character had nothing to do with it?"
He gave Sarah a wolfish grin,
"It certainly made it easier. Nevertheless you will become my Queen and I your King. You should look forward to the time, my love, a few more weeks' time and we leave for my lands. With you as my Queen I will finally be able to ascend my rightful throne and there will be no more unrest in my father lands."
There were no suggestions about innuendo after that or sneaky jibes in order for her to bit back her merely smiled and disappeared leaving a single white rose in his place.
Updates make me work faster,
Charlie
Plz don't hesitate to review. It's the only way for me to know if I should update it more often when I have the time. Without further gilding the lily here is my update:
"Sarah, babe?"
She woke up drowsily she'd fallen asleep on the couch again with her blanket over her, notes from class strewn across the floor and Tessa standing at the doorway with... was that coffee?
"Working late?"
Tessa asked lightly, Sarah nodded as she stretch and stepping on her notes she followed her animal instincts, coffee.
"Thanks hon."
She muttered as she stumbled into her room to find something to wear to uni, she'd probably need a shower to.
"Will you do me a big favour?"
Sarah asked quickly as the first bits of caffeine began to hit her. Tessa smiled and turned her brilliant hair out and loose around her.
"Anything sweetie,"
"Could you just get some clothes out for me? I need a shower before I take on any proper thinking."
She felt a great wave of peace sweep through her the moment the water hit her back. A shower always seemed to help her relax, there was just something about the continuous beating of the water that made her feel so relaxed.
Sarah walked out of the bathroom a little later with a towel wrapped around her head and another around her body.
"Tess?"
She called.
"In the kitchen, hon. I put some clothes out on your bed."
Sarah walked into her bedroom to find the outfit laid out. Loose jeans and a peasant top complete with her doc martens sitting out, laid back and comfortable. She dressed quickly and walked to the kitchen. Tessa immediately saw her and handed her the coffee she'd brought, re-heated of course.
"Come on, we have to go. We are dissecting a brain today."
Sarah's mind lingered on that, she'd done it before but this time's reason was...
"To help us better understand the nervous impulses-"
"Tessa, I don't care, science is your forte."
The dissection went well, Sarah felt very zoned out for the majority of it though, continually poking a piece of the sheep's brain with her scalpel without observing what Tessa was noting and writing down in her notes.
"Well that was interesting."
Her red-headed friend commented as they ate at the student café.
"Yeah, it was."
Sarah replied blandly cutting a piece of her quiche.
"And who would have guessed the sheep had a brain tumour."
Tessa voiced staring at her friend.
"Yeah, amazing."
Sarah replied her eyes almost glazed over.
"And those varicose veins were shocking."
She waited, was Sarah even awake today?
"Yeah, shocking... hang on varicose veins?"
Sarah questioned sitting up and staring at her friend.
"You are totally zoned out today, my friend, what is wrong with you?"
Tessa questioned, Sarah ran a hand over her face and sighed.
"This guy is really annoying me, I can't seem to shake him."
"He's following you?"
Tessa replied her eyes wide as she began giving cautious looks around the café.
"No, no it's just I can't shake the feeling of him, I just can't get my mind off him, and it's not a good 'always on my mind' thing."
Her friend smiled and patted Sarah's shoulder reassuringly.
"Still hung up on him? Maybe you should give him a chance if your mind is always thinking about him."
Sarah starred at Tessa as if she was slightly mad, give Jareth a chance?
"But it always feels as if he has ulterior motives."
Sarah voiced almost whining about it. Tessa shrugged as Sarah finished off her quiche.
"I say give him a go anyway, if he stuffs it up, give him the flick, simple."
They walked out of the café and Sarah's mind was awhirl with the possible outcomes of that situation, Jareth stuffing up a relationship, getting dumped and allowing the woman to just walk away? She didn't think so.
"Come on Sarah, we'll be late."
It was a moment she was dreading, a lecture by Mr. King a.k.a Jareth, the Goblin King. Tessa pulled on her arm relentlessly as she plodded towards the English lecture theatre.
"I know, I know, lecture, visiting supposedly 'cute' lecturer, I'm coming."
She grumbled as she tried to shake off her red headed friend. They eventually got to the hall and despite Tessa's grumblings Sarah persuaded her to sit up the back.
"Alright,"
Sarah looked up to see him standing there in all his modern glory, it was then her mind started taunting her. You have to admit he looks nice in a suit, it cooed, especially with his hair back like that, or do you prefer it long?
"Welcome to my second lecture. Today I'll be concentrating on Irish mythology; this does take a bit of time so I'll be spreading this information over two lectures, to start with though I shall discuss supposedly the first people to populate Ireland, the mythical Fae, also known as the Tuatha de Danaan."
Sarah's eyes went wide, the Fae? He was actually going to give these students, her fellow classmates a lecture on his kind? Well it would be interesting to say the least.
"The Tuatha de Danaan were a higher race that the people that populated Ireland, they held a sort of godlike or superior place in the society and are there throughout most of Ireland's mythology. They lived in fairy mounds or sidhes as they were also called and were revered by all..."
Sarah felt herself being sucked in by his crooning voice, the intellectual but casual way he enlightened him to, what she guessed, was some of the history of his people in the aboveground world.
The lecture went on for another hour but she didn't find herself getting restless or bored as she did in other lectures, it was interesting and enticed her to ask questions and find out more about the Fae history. She stoped herself short, was this what he wanted, teaching her about Fae history so he could lure her back underground?
She looked at her classmates so as to break from the midst of her mind in turmoil. They too sat eagerly on their seats quickly writing notes down and listening intently on his words, even Tessa someone who wouldn't dare touch a fantasy novel seemed stuck in the mythological stories about the Fae in Ireland, their wars, family disputes and so on.
"Well, I believe I'll wrap it up there, we'll finish this lecture now and finish it sometime next week."
With that it seemed that his hold on her vanished, those six words didn't hold anything over him during that lecture, he had captured her in his words, he held power over her that in no way did she thing he could.
"Ah Tess, I've got to go, we have that party later tonight and I want to get some work done, before then, alright?"
Her friend nodded as she walked down the steps passed him and out the door towards the safety of her car. Her mind scolded her little voice as she drove home. Don't you dare let him hold that much control over me again! She yelled inwardly her little voice laughed and taunted her saying it knew how much she wanted him to rule her.
Sarah rushed inside and went to the bathroom immediately and threw cold water on her face, she had to get rid of that dull enticed feeling he gave her as his voice crooned over the information he was giving her classmates and her.
"I do believe you enjoyed the lecture, Sarah, you didn't even try to escape my presence."
His voice wasn't soft and intellectual as it was in the theatre, it was cold and superior, the Jareth she remembered.
"No, in fact I found the information quite interesting, that was until I remembered who was teaching it."
She replied as she patted her face dry on the hand towel. Sarah turned to see him standing in the doorway his form taking up the whole space, blocking her escape.
"Well at least I go one thing right."
He sighed; it struck her as an oddly relaxed and human gesture, it made her think that he felt fed up, tired.
'I'm tired of living up to your expectations.'
She closed her eyes blocking out the memories.
"What do you want Jareth?"
She asked as she pushed past him towards her living room.
"I thought we established that last night."
He chuckled giving her form a very blatant once over.
"No."
Sarah replied sharply.
"We established that you have an itch and you know exactly who you want to scratch it. We haven't established why you are here and what you want outside of the procreation area."
She felt her voice congratulate her; she was being very intellectual and avoiding all the things her inner desires wanted her to do. Jareth looked at her raising an eyebrow and gracefully draping himself over one of her lounge chairs continued,
"Apart from the fact that you called me I have come to collect my due."
Sarah raised her eyebrows, confused.
"Your due?"
He nodded and began to elaborate,
"Indeed, as custom with my family, my kingdom we take human brides to keep an ever open attachment with the aboveground people."
"An attachment?"
"If my family have a certain amount of time away from direct contact with humans out portal or power to get through the gap in our worlds begins to close. My people need that opening when they are called upon by other humans, to collect children or merely called on for other things."
His voice took on that casual teaching tone again as Sarah listened but her mind warned her again that he had said 'human brides'.
"So you are here to..."
Jareth gave her a predatory smile,
"Why Sarah, my sweet, I thought you were listening. My line takes human brides, you shall be mine."
Needless to say that rocked her foundations a bit.
"If that is you attempt at a proposal you really need to work at it."
She said fighting to keep her voice firm.
"The plans were set all those years ago. You wished someone away and I offered you, as a potential bride, a chance to run my labyrinth to get him back. Any mortal woman who can best the Labyrinth is potentially a future queen of my Fae Kingdom, as it was in my father's time and so on."
Sarah nodded understanding,
"Surely there were others who won?"
The Goblin King shrugged nonchalantly,
"There were a few others, but they didn't show the other qualities I yearned for. You, Sarah, were the only one who refused the gift of everything, the gift of your dreams."
She snorted at him,
"The very words 'Love me, fear me, do as I say and I will be YOUR slave' had something to do that. Giving that much power over someone in order to be their slave didn't seem like it fitted in my dreams."
He leant in close to her,
"You had the fire and spirit that I was looking for so I gave you a few more years to grow up. Come, come Sarah, you have been remembering me and your visit ever since it ended. You can't fight the urge to go back any further than you can fight the fact that you are attracted to me."
Sarah laughed and sat down on the couch,
"Always so sure of yourself, in my dreams I used to wish for a magnificent caring Prince Charming to sweep me off my feet and take me away to his castle,"
"You got a King."
He prompted, Sarah's eyes went wild with green fire and she shook her head adamantly.
"No, what I got was a mean, self absorbed, overbearing arrogant Goblin King who stole my brother in order to audition me for the role as his Queen only so he can no doubt show me off as a trophy wife to his Fae friends. Now that is a fair throw from my dreams wouldn't you say?"
Jareth let out a sigh and looked at her through weary eyes.
"Once again my attempts at living up to your expectations have fallen short. From the very beginning you placed me in the role as villain; I merely lived up to it,"
"And the fact that it fit your character had nothing to do with it?"
He gave Sarah a wolfish grin,
"It certainly made it easier. Nevertheless you will become my Queen and I your King. You should look forward to the time, my love, a few more weeks' time and we leave for my lands. With you as my Queen I will finally be able to ascend my rightful throne and there will be no more unrest in my father lands."
There were no suggestions about innuendo after that or sneaky jibes in order for her to bit back her merely smiled and disappeared leaving a single white rose in his place.
Updates make me work faster,
Charlie