Author's Notes: GASP! Adrian isn't going to be in the story anymore? Such a pity, well....actually he IS the Goblin King so all hope is not lost. Guys, you're disappointing me! I know a lot of you Have read Jade: is the worst possible ting that could happen but YOU REALLY NEED TO REVIEW IT!!!! My friend is starting to think it's stupid, and it isn't, because she can write WAY better than I can. I'm even in the story. Could you help her out some?

Disclaimer: Okay peoples! Labyrinth to is out in stores and the money will be in any second now.....

"Well Sarah, you screwed up this time. At least Toby's at home, not a

goblin." Sarah told herself. It was now that she really looked around the room. The

room had a white theme that was refreshing and bright to look at. There was one

huge arch window with a perfect view of the Labyrinth. The bed had white sheets

that were made of a material so comfortable it felt like it was made of pure love and

magic. It was not a canopy but it was bigger than a king sized in the human world.

The headboard was made of a light wood with elves engraved in it with one huge oak

tree in the middle. The vanity across from her was lovely and it was nice chestnut.

The mirror was grand with a gold frame, not to mention it came from the top of the

dresser to the ceiling. Her bedside table had a jeweled lamp sitting in the middle and

two crystal unicorns on each side of it. She had to admit it was gorgeous, and she

decided she really needed to ask Jareth if it was hers. She was sure that if it wasn't

she'd kill him over it. "Hey! That wasn't there before," Sarah said as she looked at a

door. Her overwhelming curiosity got the best of her and she got up to peek inside.

She took a few steps but froze when she heard the door open. Sarah turned around

in mid step and looked at her visitor. She was seemingly an elf, with long pink and

purple hair that was pulled back into an elegant bun and a cute little sundress on.

"Greetings, miss." The young elf said timidly. "It's Sarah. You can call me Sarah, if

you want to." Sarah said with a soft smile. The elf seemed less tense and she

walked over to Sarah and curtsied. "What's your name?" Sarah asked, walking over

to her bed and sitting down. "I'm Annamarie, nice to meet you, Lady Sarah." The elf

said with a smirk and a quick glance in Sarah direction. "His majesty sent me to

help you get ready for dinner." Annamarie said. "Oh did he? I guess I should've

expected that, no offense." Sarah said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. " DO you not

like King Jareth?" Annamarie asked curiously. "Let's just say he's not on my good

side." Sarah said, mumbling something about baby snatching. Annamarie over heard

her. "His majesty is not as bad as he seems. Yes, he does take babies, but only if a

person asks for him to do so. He's not as evil as some think he is. But if you want to

see him evil, watch him when he's around his sister, Amindrankendemi." Annamarie

said giggling. "Who's that?" Sarah asked, thoroughly confused at the long name.

"Jareth's half sister. We call her Demetria for short. That woman's got a mouth on

her. Rebellion, sarcasm, and rock n' roll is all that's on her mind. Jareth is jealous of

her because she got the Dragon Kingdom, and he's furious at her because she

keeps setting things in his Labyrinth on fire while he's away and helping people get

through the labyrinth." Annamarie replied. "Hmm, I'll have to find out more about

her." Sarah said, laughing at the thought of what Jareth would do if she asked him

something about her. "Well then, Lady Sarah, let's pick you out a dress." Annamarie

stated and she followed when the elf opened the door that had popped up. Sarah

was astounded when she walked in. It was like a whole room full of clothes. "A-are

these all mine?" Sarah asked. "Yes, of course they are!" Annamarie said happily,

trotting over to a particular dress. "How's this?" Annamarie asked, holding up a blue

dress made from satin. "No way! Blue's not my color." Sarah stated. Annamarie

went to a dress in the far corner of the room. "What of this?" Sarah looked at the red

velvet dress with black bell sleeves. "Nah. Too gothic." Sarah said. Something

sparkling caught Sarah's eye. She walked over to a pile of different dresses and

tugged on the one at the very bottom. She managed to pull it out and her eyes grew

wide as she immediately knew what dress this was. It was the one Sarah had worn

at the ball from the illusion. "This one." Sarah whispered. Annamarie was still

looking through dresses when she heard Sarah. "Eh?" Annamarie asked as she

walked over to Sarah. "This one is perfect." Sarah said, smiling. "Don't you think it's

a bit too formal?" Annamarie said, looking at the gown in distaste. "No, because I've

worn this one before. Jareth will know full well where this came from once I where it.

Annamarie shrugged, smiling, and then she came up behind Sarah and tried to push

her towards the opposite door. Sarah laughed at Annamarie attempts and started

walking over to the door. "Do you need help with your bath?" Annamarie asked. "No

thanks." Annamarie curtseyed and left the room. Sarah ran her bath water and got

in, letting the warmth sooth her overstressed muscles. She grabbed the bottle of

shampoo and put a bit in her hair. Peaches, no wonder. With the body wash, which

was also peach scented, she scrubbed herself red and washed off. "Heh. Guess he

has another obsession besides me. Amazing." Sarah said sarcastically, getting out

of the large pool and drying herself off. She slid on the dress and zipped up, leaving

her hair down, much to her surprise it was dry. She smirked at her image and

walked out of the room. "I'm not here to please, I'm here to tease." She said to

herself, chuckling at the thought of HER ever wanting to please Jareth. In his

dreams! She thought, walking down the hall towards the throne room, so she could

ask a goblin, whom would most likely respond in a drooling stupid face, where the

dining area was. "I'm hoping that won't have to happen." Sarah said, frowning at the

thought of asking one of those things where the dining room is when they don't even

know where their marbles are. (inside joke)

Author's Notes: No spicy YET. But you can tell I'm leading up to it, even though you won't know what form it's gonna be in. (insert evil laugh) SCOTTIE DON'T!!!!