Dinner was pretty normal. Sarah ran screaming and raving back to her room when Jareth offered her a peach. Puck found it amusing while Idony was annoyed by the whole situation. Jareth had become upset and went back to his room, and Puck to the garden. This had become Idony's chance to go to the library.
She walked down the hall, trying to keep her pace slow and normal, though it was hard because she was so eager. She opened the library doors and went in. A fire was blazing in the fireplace and an oil lamp set out on the table. Idony looked through many books but she couldn't refrain herself from picking up that old leather bound book. She flipped back to the page she had seen before.
On the page next to it was another drawing and some writing. Idony let her eyes scroll across the page, not thinking it privet. Sarah's image was drawn, just as nicely as hers, though it seemed different. Less special.
"The human Sarah Williams, do to continuous nightmares, wished herself away while sleeping. Though she is well cared for, she is loud and hurtful." Idony put the book down, perhaps Jareth was in more pain than she thought. She didn't bother reading the rest of the passage, because she just didn't feel up to the emotional baggage. She paced a while and then sat down, only to get up again.
"Something bothering you?" Jareth asked standing in the doorway. Doorway? She'd thought she'd closed the door.
"Me?" she asked trying to think of a quick lie "no, just-" She didn't bother finishing. She sighed and sat in front of the fire.
"Its obvious," he pointed out.
"That something's bothering me," she stopped and nodded "maybe its just coming here."
"No," he said in a long drawn out voice "I don't think so."
"Well what do you know?' she asked angrily. She didn't know what to feel. She didn't know if she could trust Jareth or Sarah or anyone. Of the first time in ten years she was confused.
"Do you not want to talk about it?" he asked sitting next to her.
"I'm just," she stomach sank "I'm confused."
"About?"
"About a lot of things," she said quietly "but I'm not sure if I should be discussing them with you."
"Well if you ever want to," he offered. She stopped for a moment and then looked at him.
"Why are you being so nice?" she said raising an eyebrow.
"I'm not sure," he said "I must be tired." She laughed.
"Your not as heartless as you'd like to be," she reviled.
"And your having problems with yourself," he pointed out "yes?"
"I'm," she paused "can I be brutally honest?"
"I hope so," he smiled.
"Everyone wants to be the hero in the story," she said "everyone wants to be the adventurer. Well, what happens when the hero wants to be normal?"
"Its not possible," he said "not unless you get one of those, happily ever after endings."
"How would I go about doing that?" she asked.
He shrugged "get married?" Idony rolled her eyes, get married, HA! Like that could ever happen. "Why do you want to be normal anyways?" he asked.
"Don't you get tired of being king?" she asked, he shook his head. "Never?"
"I get sick of this castle," he said "I get sick of staying here with creatures that have about enough brain cells to help them open a jar of pickles. I get sick of isolation but I love the job." Idony didn't know what to say. A man that she had hated, someone that had tried to turn her into one of those pickle eating goblins was lonely.
"I feel bad for Sarah," Idony said getting up.
"Whys that?" Jareth asked watching her go for the door.
"Because," she said closing the door behind her "she missed out on you."