CH2
Anabella silently walked into the massive room.
"Jareth I want to stay for your sake. I am not need above." She humble spoke.
"Dumb girl I want to go above and win your sister's heart you fool." Jareth laughed.
Something changed; suddenly Jareth noticed what the King of Dwarfs noticed. Anabella was not just some girl. She was not even Sarah's daughter. Anabella was a princess that had went above to protect herself.
"Jareth what is wrong?" She asked coolly. "Just say the word and I will send you above, but trust me it is not easy." She warned.
Anabella was trying not to cry. She loved Jareth ever since she could remember. Her mind said she was un wise, but her heart said keep trying. She walked closer to him. Once she reached where he was sitting she fell to her knees.
"Jareth I beg you to stay. Don't go up there, Clara is cold and you would hate her." Anabella pleaded.
"Funny I said the same about you, but look at you now you're a princess." Jareth said rudely.
"Fine then lose your great kingdom to King Julio of Elves, I don't care!" She said and walked out.
Anabella was mad and decided it was time people and things knew who she was. She slipped on a solid black dress that fitted her curves. The dress showed a lot of cleavage round her breast. She fixed her hair and make-up and went down stairs. The train of the dress had a design on it. She walked passed the room where the men were sitting. She stopped and turn and went in the room. Jareth was drinking something and spitted it out when she walked in front of him. She bent over to pick up a book allowing him to look down her dress.
"What are you looking at? I am no Clara." She said rather rudely. She kissed her finger than placed it to Jareth's lips. Her hand were so cold the felt like ice. "You have 24 hours to decide what you want to do." She added and left.