Chapter 4
Dalamar was in the room with all the stairs.
'What was it called again? The Sketcher Room? The Etcher Room? Oh, right. The Escher Room. The Goblin King must be here.' Dalamar thought.
Sure enough, Jareth was stalking towards him.
"Give me the child. Through dangers untold, and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way to the castle beyond the goblin City, to take back the child that you have stolen. For my will is as strong as yours, and my kingdom as great. You have no power over me!" Dalamar said. Jareth just looked confused.
"I didn't steal a child. I took a grown man. A mage, I believe. And why the big chant? You are so confusing. I can see why your friend prefers it here, as it gets him away from you." Jareth said.
"But in the book, Sarah said those words to get Toby back," Dalamar replied.
"What book?" Dalamar handed over the book. Jareth looked through it.
"Excuse me, I think I'm going to be sick. Does everyone read this?" Jareth asked.
"Well, everyone I know," the dark elf replied. "But what do you expect? I got it from a kender."
"What's a kender?" Jareth asked.
"Trust me, you never want to meet one." Dalamar replied.
"But I do! I'll tell you what. I'll send you back, and you get me a kender in by thirteen, and I'll give you back the mage."
Dalamar thought about that for a minute. "Okay, I'll do it."
The dream bubble popped, and Dalamar fell onto the cold, dark streets of Palanthas. "Thanks a lot!" He shouted to the stale air. He could hardly breathe.
Dalamar went over and stood by a jail window. He peeked in, and saw the cell packed with kender. He was in luck.
"Hey, kender!" he hissed. Twenty-three heads looked up at him, I need one of you to help me. Which one will? It will be a nice adventure!"
Suddenly, all the kender wriggled through the window. He smiled and said, "I wish the Goblin King would take you all away!"