Sarah could only layback on the bed and cross her arms "why does he always make me hate him" Sarah whispered to her self. With nothing else to do she got up and walked to pick her bags and un-pack. She noticed the bed with which she was laying on was a four poster canopy bed, with pink and white flowers nit into it canopy, the dark wooden frame echoed through the room. The large dresser with two doors and golden handles, that also assorted the room, were opened to reveal beautiful gowns with blue and green, each different design from the next. "Beautiful". She next the bathroom, with an antique bath tube that was held up by four goblin like feet, chiseled into the bottom. The toilet and sink had a silver frame, but also looked antiqued. Walking back into the bedroom Sarah thought how wonderful everything was, the she saw the huge terrace windows next to her windows. Flinging the wide windows open the breeze caught her hair making it flow around her face like some goddess from the sky. Sarah stepped on to the balcony over looking the labyrinth "it looks so amazing from up here". She wrapped her arms around her self and bit her lip. Suddenly arms enfolded her and lips kissed her cheeks and throat. Gasping but letting the feeling take hold she snuggled into the embrace. Sarah you belong to me, it's already begun. Soon you will willingly come to me. Sarah didn't know she had closed her eyes, but after hearing those words she flashed them open. Turning around there was nothing there but a smell of pine and leaves. Shuddering she closed the windows and went back to the bedroom. "What did I do?" she cried and pushed her self on the bed and began to cry. Falling asleep she could only think of how much Jareth hated her.
Jareth viewed Sarah through his crystal ball. He saw her widening eyes at the room and the way her hair was blown about, and then the way she stood still and almost fell into the wind itself. Putting the crystal away Jareth scolded himself for even letting Sarah back into his kingdom. How could RaLen do this to me? On cue RaLen entered the room. "Your majesty, I must apologize for not informing you sooner, but I knew that Dorian had left his kingdom and I knew that his time to take a bride was soon, so I followed him and the rest is what you know". Keeping his hands interlocked in front of him, Jareth paced the throne room. Goblins scattered out into the halls to get away from the nasty goblin kings, while others only lay about drunk. "All right RaLen, I understand why, but I don't understand why her". "I think, your majesty" RaLen waited, and Jareth nodded. "That it was because he knows that you once had feelings for her and may try to stop him, leaving your kingdom vulnerable". Jareth thought about this. "I would never leave my kingdom un-attendent, no matter who was in danger" Jareth didn't see that RaLen flinch. "Your sire, we must think of a way to keep Sarah safe and un-informed of what might happen, if we do not break the curse". "But he still has to bite her twice more to make sure that the curse is in effect". Jareth sat on his thrown and pondered on what to do. "Where did he bite her?" Jareth asked. "Oh, her neck your majesty". "So I could easily see the marks, right? but I did not see anything when we meet in the garden". Something more is going to happen and I fear it is far worse than Dorian's mating season"
Sarah woke to find it was night. Had she been sleeping all day long? Her stomach growled. "Sounds like your hungry". Looking up at the voice, RaLen was seated on a chair watching her. "How long have you been here?" Sarah asked. "Only for a moment, I came to wake you for dinner but it seems you already knew". RaLen chuckled. Sarah could only give a half grin. " Here is your closet of gowns, pick one for diner and I will have someone come to help you". Walking away Sarah spoke. "Um, RaLen, do I have to wear a dress, I'm completely comfortable in my jeans and tank". RaLen looked over Sarah who was showing her naval and cleavage in the outfit she wore and shook his head. "I'm sorry Sarah but the dress code her is that of highest regard, now please change". He then left the room. "Snippy are we?' Sarah spat after he left. Getting up from the bed Sarah went to the closet and shuffled through them. Finally ending at a pale yellow floor length dress, with long sleeves that ended in a V- shaped wrist and collar. It was plain but it swirled when she moved it. There was a knock at the door "com in" Sarah said. "I'm midge," said the goblin, she was taller than most. "I'll help you change". "Um, all right then". Surprisingly Sarah fitted the dress perfectly, and it was no trouble with the help of midge. Finally done with her hair in a half up down do, Sarah spoke her thanks and asked if dinner was ready. "It is" midge said. "Could you possibly take me to the dinning room?" "Yea, come on". Sarah was lead to one enormous door that was slightly opened. "Here goes nothing" Sarah said and began to open the door. The room smelled of fresh flowers and wet grass. "It smells so pretty" Sarah spoke. "I thought you would like it", RaLen had entered through another door in the room. "How did you know?" "How do you think Sarah?' laughing they both began to sit at the table. "Where is Jareth?" Sarah tried to ask non-interested." He will be attending soon". "Hmm" was all she said. Sensing the difference in Sarah RaLen tried to change the subject. "I'm sorry I was a cold to you when we first meet, I was just frustrated that I didn't get to you in time". Smiling, Sarah patted his hand "its fine, RaLen, I'm jut worried myself". Resting her hands in her lap Sarah, just stared at them. "Ash, your majesty" standing from his chair RaLen bowed then waited for Jareth to sit. Sarah just looked up at him, he seemed to glow and his hair was streaked with blue and purple. Glitter flashed around him he looks like a fairy king she thought. "Well Sarah I am a fairy king, well, a Fae king I should say". Coughing into her napkin Sarah looked wide-eyed at him "how did you know what I was thinking?" she asked. "I can read thought Sarah, it's a perk to being a king". Jareth didn't even smirk. "Oh" she whispered. Then looked suddenly panicked, Jareth noticed this. "Please Sarah, I don't go around reading peoples thoughts, yours was just so exuding that I could not help my self". Jareth felt her ease a bit, but she still didn't trust him. And so she shouldn't, he thought. As dinner was being served Sarah picked and chewed here and there. Eating mostly the fruits and bread. Jareth could only think over And over in his head about what was to come if Sarah was turned into Dorian's bride, he needed to tell her, and she needed to listen. Jareth didn't want Sarah here he didn't want her around him, the pain she caused was almost unbearable. For months his kingdom was in shambles, all he could do was sit and contemplate what went wrong and how he had to put her behind him. It was time to tell her.