Sarah looked to her group of protectors. The term was used very loosely considering she was sure the Goblin King could pin them to the wall with a thought. But their hearts were in the right place, and she had seen hide or hair of Jareth since the night before. Of course Mick had gone to retrieve his niece and Toby and that left her with the two skeptics and Suzette.
"Sarah, we're not saying that we don't believe you're not in trouble. Only…" Nicky chewed the inside of her cheek while searching for the right words. "Only, disappearing? Real magic. I mean you've always been into that fantasy stuff but the Labyrinth. You forget dear friend you lent me that book once, I remember it."
"And it isn't half of what that place is really like, or its King."
"I saw him Nicky, he had Sarah pressed so tight against him she couldn't do jack."
"Well then." Nicky started, tone dark. "By all means let me at him." Sarah killed her drink of soda and smiled. Bernardo and Nicole were skeptical but willing to stand by her all the same.
'I don't deserve friends like this.' She thought gratefully. "Where's Berny?"
"Went to get food, as fast as some metabolisms are around here." Sarah received a pointed look.
"Don't know what you're talking about." She let out cheekily.
"We can't survive off peanut butter sandwiches."
"Do I look like there is another choice for me? Karen didn't bother to refill the shelves other than for food for Toby. And his diet and mine are not going to mesh for another year or so."
"Too bad murder is illegal in this state." Suzette mused, amber eyes blazing in fury.
"I can handle it Suz, don't worry." She tried to calm her fuming friend but knew it was a losing battle. Nicky made the signal for her to shut up. Sarah quieted down. Standing she left for the bathroom. Grabbing her toothbrush she tried to clean her mouth of all the cavity making drinks she had been consuming. After rinsing her mouth she looked to the mirror and jumped. One highly pissed Goblin King was starring back at her, backing up she heard the door shut, she hadn't touched it.
Meeting her startled eyes he grinned cruelly to her. She backed away but being that her bathing chamber was tiny she had little to go. He entered her world when her hand tried to open the door from behind her. He had enchanted it so that she couldn't open it. "You've been telling them."
"Well you're the one showing up when they're all here. I must inform you that you have made quite the impression on the two of them. They hate your guts." She began backing in a circle just out of his reach as she spoke. "What is with you and cornering me!? Go stalk somebody else! That nut who was making eyes at you for instance!"
"I'm not stalking." He let out silkily. She stopped dead in her tracks and tried to shove him away.
"You won't leave me alone, you're sexually harassing me. AND I HATE YOU! What else needs to be said?" Grabbing her hands he halted her attack on him. She had changed into some clothes that hid her figure, in fact they were unappealing, and her hair was in a plain braid and trailed her back.
"What are you wearing?"
"Clothes." She snapped, pulling back. The shirt had no sleeves but was loose enough for comfort. The pants reached just past her knees and were made of the course blue fabric she often wore.
"Why not in something appropriate? A gown for instance." Holding one hand he forced her to twirl in his arms. Magicing her into a midnight blue gown and changing the style of her hair so that part of hit held a golden ribbon and weaved a crown on her head while the rest trailed her back. She noticed immediately and he released her hands. They went to her abdomen and he eyes went wide. She leaned against her wall, the small amount next to the doorknob. Gasping for breath. He frowned at her actions then realized what it was. "Ahh yes the corset. Maybe I should make you wear it more often. As punishment perhaps." She glared at him between gasps of air. "You look by far more fetching than before, the colors compliment you quite well."
"Change." She whispered, still adjusting to her new wardrobe. "It back."
"I think not." Cupping her face he placed a tender kiss on her lips. Her eyes were wide at the gesture, grinning he knew he had thrown her off. "The gown suites you well, I'll have to remember this color for you later." She looked to him with murder in her eyes but didn't fight him when he placed both palms on her hips and pulled her near. Pressing his lips to her brow he had her face him. Eyes growing cold and hard he let her see that he was still angry with her. "I can make your life a dream or hell Sarah. Do not anger me further; I have been forgiving with you and far too lenient. Tell as many as you wish, but think to disobey me and I will have a say in the matter." Her cheeks went pale but she still glared.
"You can't tell me what to do." He voice was soft and she was breathless, but she defied him. "You can't make me listen."
"No, not yet dear Sarah. But soon." He would have said more but some fool had just wished another away. 'Not now!' He raged mentally but prepared to answer anyway. "It seems you have been given a reprieve. Best your behavior change upon our next chat."
When he left she fell to the floor. The damn dress, or more to the point the corset was killing her. 'Who needed thumb screws? One of these things would have done.' She knew she was verging on passing out. Oh she doubted this thing would suffocate her, but her body had to adjust to the lack of air. Doing her best to focus she twisted her position so that she could hit the door. She got in three good knocks before she couldn't move any more. She was just barely conscious when the door flung open, bruising her arm as it did so. And Bernardo kneeled at her side.
"What the hell?" She smiled faintly as the darkness clouded her mind.
'Well. If he had any doubts this has to kill them.'
Well? Jareth is NOT going to be pleased when he finds out that she passed out huh? Cause guess what…it was HIS FAULT.
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