Sarah was at the ball wearing the dress she had always wanted. It was white with silver tissue over it with sleeves that puffed at the shoulder but then went tight from her elbows to her wrist. Their were diamonds around her neck and in her hair. Her long dark hair was curled into a thousand ringlets and then pinned back with ribbons and leaves. She looked just like a princess right down to the silver slippers on her feet. She knew that everyone around her was looking at her and admiring her, but there was someone she was looking for. She looked for him all night but she couldn't find him.

Suddenly he snuck up behind her and caught her attention.

"Jareth"

He smiled when she said his name. That was the smile she was looking for. It lit up his mismatched eyes and bathed her in warmth making her safe and secure. She cold stay in his arms forever as they whirled around the ballroom. They stopped in the center and he gazed deep into her eyes. He ran his glove covered finger up her arm and shivers up her spine. She felt him trace an intricate pattern in fire on her neck and closed her eyes. The fire traced along her jaw toward her mouth and all her being centered on that one point of contact.

Then his soft full lips touched hers and the fire exploded inside her bringing sensations she had never experienced before. She leaned into his kiss and when her lips parted his tongue took full advantage of the opening. She felt his had trace down her neck to cup her full breast protected only by her silk nightshirt.

Nightshirt? Her eyes flew open and she shoved the man on top of her away from her. She caught him off guard but his muscles were like iron so she only managed to break the kiss and gain a little breathing room. Which was a good thing because she was panting from the kiss. "What are you doing here? I won fair and square! Get away from me! You have no power over me!"

"Oh, but I do Sarah. You called for someone to help you when that boy was attacking you. I did." His finger traced down her cheek the soft leather tickling her distractingly.

"I – I didn't mean you." she stammered. "Your the last person I'd call."

"Oh really?" An eyebrow cocked over one of his mismatched eyes. The blue one she thought. "Never mind hid eyes, Sarah. You've got to get rid of him." Sarah thought to herself. "I could have sworn I just heard you say my name."

"Your lying. I did no such thing. Now get out of my room or I'll call the cops."

"I think you'll find that a little hard, my dear." He smiled with a satisfied smirk and rolled away from her and gestured at the room. "I'm afraid there are no phones in the Underground."

Sarah saw that the room had changed since she went to sleep. The bed she was laying in was huge with owl carved posts of ebony at each corner. The sheets were burgandy silk with gold trim to match the curtains on the bed that were burgundy and gold and embroidered with roses. The fireplace at the foot of the bed was huge. She could have stood in it with room to spare. The mantle over it was black marble and a mirror with an ornate gold frame hung over it. On either side of the fireplace sat two chairs covered in burgandy fabric to match the bed hangings. To the left of the fireplace stood a large ebony wardrobe covered in rose carvings picked out in gold leaf. Next to it stood a vanity with a bench covered in dark red satin and mirror and then a chest of drawers and finally a full length mirror all in the black wood with gold accents on the rose and owl carvings. To the right of the fireplace was a builtin bookcase filled with books with gold lettering glittering on there spines. Beyond that stood an ebony desk and chair near a window. The drapes on the windows were crimson to go with the bed hangings covered in more roses with crystal balls on the ends of the drapery rods. The walls were covered in a gold patterned silk.

She got out of the bed to look in the wardrobe. Her feet sank deep into the soft plush carpet on the floor and she looked down and saw it was the same red as the curtains. She padded softly across the floor and looked inside the wardrobe. She opened the door and said "What is all this?" The wardrobe was filled with dresses that looked just as rich and luxurious as the furniture in the room.

"This is your new home and those are your clothes."