"This is the Underground Sarah, its neither Heaven nor Hell." Sarah mumbled to herself as she waited for the portal to open. Lord Wyes had done all of the planning for her stay, so the girl had not yet seen her soon to be teacher. Apparently the king owed the dragons for his own training, which he had received from Sarah's grandfather. There had also been negotiations over a marriage between Linda and Jareth until Linda gave up her immortality. He better not think that negotiations will start up between us. As far as she knew he was still in the dark as to her real identity. "I just arrived, not three hours ago, and I'm already leaving. Isn't that a bit odd?" Lord Wyes turned to her.

"It was shown today that you need to learn control quickly; your safety depends on it. I should have foreseen this problem; the king was assassinated after all." He looked at her worried expression. "Do you have a problem with this arrangement?"

"Of course I have a problem with this arrangement, I've had a problem with it from the start!" Her voice rang through the halls; it was echoed by dragons, distressed by their queen's outburst. She calmed herself slightly and glared at Wyes.

"There's no need to yell your highness."

"Ah, shove it."

"The portal is nearly ready your Highness." Sarah turned to the young lord. He looked ready to bolt should Sarah have another outburst.

"Thank you, Lord Toldie. Tell me again Lord Wyes, why am I going alone?"

"You will not be alone Princess, I will accompany you until you are settled in. You will be staying alone to show trust in his Majesty and for your own safety, anyone could be an assassin." Not to mention all of the guards are too afraid of the King. Sarah hid her smile at the last part; her humor was ruined by the portal opening.

Lord Wyes picked up her bags and headed into the blue swirl, it had taken all of the tailors working triple time to produce a suitable wardrobe. Hesitantly, Sarah followed her advisor and her clothing. There was no transition, one minuet she was looking at the blue spiral, the next she was in the throne room, as devoid of goblins as it had been on her last visit. There, standing in front of his throne, was the Goblin King.

(A.N. I so wanted to end it there, good thing for you I never post less then two typed pages.)

"Your Majesty, allow me to introduce Her Highness Sarah, Crown Princess of the Dragons. Your Highness, allow me to introduce His Majesty Jareth, King of the Goblins." The king bowed and Sarah forced herself to curtsey, keeping her head down. Lord Wyes slipped back through the portal during the bow; by the time Sarah realized this, the portal had closed.

Bastard. 'Till You're settled' my ass. Am I the only one not afraid of him? She took a deep breath. Its going to happen sooner or later, might as well get it over with.

"It appears that Lord Wyes does not want to be present at the confrontation." Sarah lifted her head and looked Jareth in the eye. Shock shot across his face. "Your Majetsy." His eyes narrowed, he strode over to her anger radiating from every step.The king gripped her chin.

"What are you doing here? Where is the Princess? What game is this?"

"Not everyone is obsessed with games Jareth, I am the Princess, and am here of no choice of my own." Sarah pulled out of his grip; in doing so she lost her balance, unused to the high-heeled shoes. Jareth caught her halfway through the fall. He helped her to stand and reaffirmed his grip, this time holding onto her shoulders.

"Explain." He took one of his hands off of her shoulders and threw it behind the princess. The king then shoved her onto the chair that the crystal had produced. Straps sprouted from the seat. She glared at him from her sitting position; he smiled at her and returned to his throne.

"This isn't exactly the widely excepted way to greet visiting royalty." The look he gave her said quiet clearly 'Does–it-look-like-I-care'? She sighed. "You want to hear the story? Alright. About three hours ago I came home to find my mother, whom I haven't seen since I was five, sitting in my living room. Next to her is a man dressed very much like yourself, and guess what? They tell me that I'm the heir to some throne, because my mother is unwilling to take the fucking responsibility. So in my infinite wisdom I decide that I'll take the responsibility that she refuses and show her up. We arrive Underground, I'm not here ten minuets and a doorknob explodes in my hand. I wake up to excruciating pain and find that, wow, I just got my powers two weeks early. He can't explain it, I have no fucking idea how it happened. This guy walks in, I somehow know that he is the one responsible for the explosion and using subconscious knowledge I manage to tell everyone to stop him using my newly gained telepathy." She took a breath. "Then my stupid curiosity takes hold and I wonder what it would be like to form a crystal, wow I can. Wyes tells me that I have to learn, and I have to learn now. He then proceeds to inform me that you are the only one who can teach me. I of course attempt to find another way, there is none. I'm sent here three hours after I arrive Underground." She took a deep breath. "Did you get all of that?" He had sat quietly during the entire speech.

"Yes. The reason that you came into your magic was the explosion; it was a self-defense mechanism." He gestured with a wrist, the chair released her.

"Oh, that makes sense." He stood up and walked over to her.. "How long are these lessons going to take?" She stood when he did; the chair disappeared.

"As long as is necessary." He paced around her, the young adult was glad she had changed into a very unrevealing dress. Wyes had insisted that she wear a dress to the meeting. "Are you a virgin?" He asked as though he was discussing the weather.

"What?!!" She spun around to face him.

"What does my sex life have to do with anything?!"

"Never been kissed is it?" Her jaw dropped. Why that nosy bastard…How did he know?

"I still don't see how that affects these lessons." He offered his arm, after a brief pause, she took it. He leas her into the hall.

"It affects them a great deal. The longer you stay a virgin the more powerful you be after you lose your virginity. Your potential increases until you reach the age of eighteen. At midnight on your eighteenth birthday your potential peaks, afterward it will slowly decrease." He had led her to a set of double doors. "It would be best, of course, if your potential was released on your birthday. When is it by the way?" He opened the door, Sarah saw that her stuff was already there. She walked in.

"About two weeks, and if you think that you will be the one to 'release my potential', Goblin King, you are sadly mistaken." He reached into the room and grabbed the doorknob.

"We shall see about that Princess, we shall see." With that 'threat' he closed the door.

"What have I gotten myself into?"

There you go, I'll try to update again soon, no promises.

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Draco