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Chapter 14: Marry Me
Light as air, magic lifted and transported every physical fiber of Sarah's body, materializing her into the Underground, in the king's throne room. It had all happened so fast! Only moments before she stood in a hospital hallway, only to now find herself in the Goblin Kings castle and Realm. But this time, there would be no chance for her escape; no labyrinth to solve, no babe for her to rescue.
Sarah shivered as she became solid once again, and found herself enveloped in the arms of the Goblin King. Fear and desire sent sparks of electricity throughout her being. She gasped and pulled away,… well, as far as Jareth let her get away.
He stared down at the mortal jewel he had captured in his arms. His heart leapt, and rejoiced in his triumph and victory. "At last! At last!" he thought. "She will be my queen."
Coming to her senses, Sarah pushed hard against Jareth's chest, making him stumble back slightly.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Now, now Sarah, it is not wise for one to be rude." He said. "You wouldn't want to enrage your future husband. Would you?"
"What!" Sarah yelled. "Future husband?" She was struck dumb with shock.
"Darling, what did you expect?" He grinned, amused.
Sarah looked down, confusion plainly written across her face. "I thought you hated me. I...I thought you would make me your slave…or something."
A deep masculine chuckle resonated from his chest.
"I never said I didn't hate you.' He said with an icy smile, "there are more ways for one to conquer there enemies.
Fury flashed in emerald eyes.
"Who said I wanted to marry you?" she spat.
"I say Sarah. And what I say is law. In fact, if at any time, you ever break our agreement, the magic that saved your brother will automatically kill him. Thus ensures the keeping of our contract. It was bound when our blood touched. YOU, Sarah, are bound to me. And obey me, you will."
An evil smile lit up his face. Oh the power I have over you now, my little Sarah. Oh sweet delicious irony!
Panic entered Sarah's eyes.
"No,' she said defeated, 'no. I will not cross you. I will do as you say."
For Toby, she thought, for my Toby.
"Come, come now, we have a wedding to prepare for."
Sarah stood before a large mirror as goblins of every size and color rushed about her. She stared at her reflection, not seeing anything, lost in a labyrinth of her own thoughts.
'Do I really want this?'
Ye…no. I don't know. I'm so confused.
'Well its not like you have a choice anyway.'
True.
'You could at least embrace it? You know, make the best of the situation. Jareth is very handsome…and charming…and he smells soo good…
'NO WAY! I'm not going to give him the satisfaction. He can have my body shudder, but my heart, is MINE to give.'
Does he not already have your heart?
'What! N..no.'
You can't fool yourself Sarah.
"NO!" she cried aloud, causing a poor old goblin to jump, dropping a beautiful gown she had held in her pudgy arms.
The room quieted as the maid goblins held there breaths, dreading her temper, (which, much to there relief, was nothing like there kings.)
The old goblin maid hoisted herself to her feet and scooped up the most dazzling dress Sarah had ever seen.
"M'lady." She courtside, presenting the dress to the awe stricken bride.
The dress danced with every gleam of light that played upon the fabric. With every turn of the head or eye, dress changed colors, flashing every color under the sun in a fluid like display.
Sarah giggled, and excitedly skipped behind the dressing screen and discarded her jeans and tee shirt. She pulled the magnificent frock over the long ebony hair. Two goblins rushed behind the screen to help her zip it up.
"Thank you." Sarah smiled the goblins courtside and backed away, the tallest goblin leading her to the large mirror. The room was empty with the exception of a large mirror and vanity table with makeup and hair supplies. She sat Sarah into a little golden chair with a scarlet velvet cushion, and stared at the young woman looking back at her.
Sarah sat for the next 45 min as a troupe of Fae women came in and tended to her appearance. They painted her nails and toenails, massaged oil into her hands and feet, painted her face with blush and teased her lips with rouge. When all was said and done, Sarah barely recognized the stunning woman starring back.
"That's me!" she whispered breathlessly.
"Indeed it is." Replied a gorgeous fae, "Come now, dear." She grasped Sarah's hand and led her to three adjoining full body mirrors.
The dress dipped in the front teasing the viewer with a glimpse of cleavage. A large v shape cut out trailed all the way down the back of the dress but stopped right before the hips. Thin decorative straps held the dress in place, liberally showing creamy white flesh.
Breathtakingly stunning, were the only words that could describe this powerless mortal.
Sarah stood at the edge of a long red carpet that led into a spacious party room. She could hear the hum of many voices as they awaited the presence of the bride. Suddenly from within the room, an unearthly melody enchanted her ears, and beckoned the bride forward. The wedding guests stood, and bowed respectably as there queen to be passed them in a trance like state.
She was so captivated by the music, that she never realized she had reached the alter. Jareth stared at his bride, breath hitching in his chest.
'Gorgeous! Absolutely stunning!' Were the only things he could think while starring at this innocent mortal creature he was to wed.
Jareth, reached his glove clad hand and gently took Sarah's hand. She gasped, snapping out of her trance. Her eyes widened, and narrowed as a flash of anger sparked within the emerald depths. Jareth tuned toward the Wiseman with a large hat. Sarah followed his lead, and smiled at the Wiseman remembering her encounter with him 2 years ago.
The ceremony was all a blur, Sarah could not understand half of it for it was spoken in ancient Elfish, understood by few, but practiced none the less, for the sake of tradition.
"Do you Jareth, King of the Underground Realm, Ruler of the Goblin City, Keeper of the Labyrinth, take Sarah Williams, mortal of the Aboveground, to be your everlasting love and wife, for as long as you both shall live, through blessings and curses?
"I do." Jareth replied solemnly.
"Do you Sarah, Mortal of the Aboveground, Solver of the Labyrinth, Defeater of the Goblin King, take Jareth to be your everlasting love and husband, for as long as you both shall live, through blessings and curses?"
"Just breathe", she told herself.
"I do."
TBC…..
A/N Sorry it took so long to update, I had prom and spring break! WOOT! 4 weeks till graduation! ….anyway, thank you all for the reviews! They all really mean a lot! smooch
I was sort of in a rut before, but now that I have the story flowing a bit better, I shall post a lot more frequently.