A Prophecy Speaks
Author's Note: I do not own Labyrinth.
Chapter 11 –or- The Dinner Date
Jareth stood by his chair, wearing all black. His pale hair shone brightly against the velvet of his overcoat. They would eat, and then he was going to give her a tour of the castle, ending with the ballroom. He also had a gift for her, a delicate gold necklace with a small, heart-shaped emerald pendant. He was sure she would like it.
He sensed her before he saw her. Sarah was a vision anytime, but when she was dressed up she was as regal as any queen. He had always thought so. There was an iron core inside of her.
He came around and pulled out her chair for her, and went back to his seat. It seemed the right thing to do.
"Thank you for the dress, Jareth," Sarah told him, "How do you always know what is going to look perfect on me?"
Jareth smiled a mysterious smile but did not give her an answer. Sarah did not like that.
"Well?" she asked him as she ran a finger along the rim of her glass of red wine.
"Sarah, I merely envision you in one of my crystals and think about what would be fitting for a beautiful queen to wear," Jareth told her.
Sarah risked a wicked grin.
"Does that mean when I come into my power I will be able to dress you as you see fit?" she teased him.
"What's wrong with the way I dress now?" Jareth asked her as he sipped his wine. Their meal was being largely ignored for chatter.
"Oh, nothing at all. You can merely be distracting at times, is all," Sarah smiled at him over the rim of her glass.
Jareth laughed heartily and began to eat, hoping Sarah would follow suit. She did, but she filed the memory of that laugh in the back of her mind, hoping to hold it forever.
As Sarah finished yet another glass of good red wine she saw Jareth send a crystal sphere her way. When she touched it a box suddenly appeared in her hand. It was black, and made of wood. She opened it and saw the emerald necklace nestled in white velvet.
"Oh! How pretty!" Sarah exclaimed as she unclasped it and put it around her neck. Jareth came to her and did the clasp about her neck. His hands on her bare skin made her tingle, and her breath quickened.
Sarah stood up to give the Goblin King a kiss on the cheek. He offered her his arm, and she took it willingly.
"How would you like a tour?" Jareth asked her as they left the dining room.