A update on 6 hours before newyear but I was terrebly bored so...anyhow: A happy newyear to everyone with lots of nice fanfics! And again thanx princess of Rivendell : ) my faithfull reviewer.
OOOOOOOPS! I just noticed this HUGE mistake I made. In chap 8 there is this part where Sarah kisses Jareth, but that wasn's supposed to be there! That was for one of the final chaps! OOPS! Sorry, please everyone who got confused forgive me! I have changed that part andI promise it won't happen again! (
Enough talking! Let's get on with the story. I'm working near the end now. I think about 4 more chaps and then it's finnished. Kranlar is finnaly developing his plan and Sarah is thinking about Jareth (her love?). Have fun!
Chapter 12. 'Crystal stars'
Sarah frowned. Jareth was furious that she had been kidnapped. He had left to find her. Why?
He has dreams every night from which he wakes up screaming. Dreams… about you.
She then realised that Jareth was heart-broken because she had left. He had done everything to save her, even putting his function in danger. He had done so much for her, for her only. Could it be…that he loved her? The thought sounded so silly that Sarah shook her head. And jet. Why else would he help her, save her. And what about her feelings for him? She had hated him for taking Toby away, but wasn't it her own fault?
"What have you done that was generous?"
"Everything! Everything you have asked, I have done. You asked the child to be taken, I took him. You cowered before me, I was frightening. I have re-altered time. I have turned the world upside down, and I have done it all for you."
Sarah shook her head, and looked up to the female goblin.
"What is your name?" Sarah asked her.
"Markla," the goblin answered.
"Well then Markla. I think I can do nothing for you now, at least, until Jareth returns," Sarah said. She smiled at the small goblin, who looked a little insulted that her King was referred in his first name, and not as 'Majesty' of some sort-like title. But Markla smiled back, and said:
"You are right Lady. You must be very tired of all commotion. I will bring you to the King's rooms. You can wait there till he returns."
Markla walked to the hall next to the Throne, followed by Sarah. In the door-opening, Markla halted suddenly. She turned around.
"Well, come on. You three come as well," she said to Hoggle, sir Didymus and Ludo, who stood a little forgotten on the other side of the room. Then, the five of them walked to the Goblin King's bedroom.
When they entered the large chamber, Sarah was amazed by the wealth in Jareth's room. She had never been there before, and gazed with open mouth to the dark green silken blankets on the large four-poster bed. The old-fashioned desk, next to the window, was decorated with all sorts of animals graved in the dark wood. A large fire place was at other side of the room, opposite to the bed. The bookshelves on the yellow-red bricks, carried many old books, some worn though they had hard leather covers, and others with yellow pages indicating their age. Two tapestries hung on the wall, one showing a battle, the other a huge picnic of some sort. The great black candle holder next to the window was similar to the other one next to the bed. And the huge dark wooden closet was in the same style as the bed and desk and the two small chairs near the fire place.
Markla grinned at the sight of Sarah gazing. Then she turned to sir Didymus.
"If anything happens, just call me. I will come and get you when the King arrives," she said.
"Thank you fair maiden," thanked the fox. Markla bowed and then left the room. Hoggle sat sighing down in the chair next to the fire-place, exhausted. Sir Didymus walked to the battle tapestry and gazed at the amazing detailed scene of fighting people and creatures. Ludo tried to sit on the other chair, but soon noticed that he was to large for it and he joined sir Didymus and admired the battle tapestry. Sarah fell the sleepiness suddenly. She realised that she had slept for the last time about 30 hours ago. She jawed. The bed looked very comfortable, but Sarah didn't want to spoil any of Jareth's stuff. It felt wrong in some sort of way. So, Sarah sat down in the window, gazing over the Labyrinth.
The sky was turning darker, and the last orange clouds slowly disappeared under the horizon, making place for the dark blue sky. Sarah saw several bright stars already in the air, shining like crystals. The lights in the Goblin City went on and the town seemed to bath in the orange light from all candles. The pale full moon appeared from behind some clouds. It's light shone on Sarah's face, making it look pale. Sarah suddenly had a strange feeling in her stomach. There was something, or was it someone, special about tonight. She looked up at the stars. They looked like crystals, Jareth's crystals.
Jareth.
Sarah smiled. She blushed at catching herself of loving him. Yes, she did love him. Who else had given her this strange feeling in her stomach? Who else did everything for her? Only he, only Jareth. Sarah stared at the crystal stars in the sky, remembering Jareth and her at the ball. When dancing, when so close to him, she had the same feeling. While he sang, he held her close to him with his arm around her waist. She reached out to stroke his blond hair, but her hand went right through his head. Sarah looked up, and saw she had been daydreaming. The last bits of red sky had disappeared, and the sky was now completely covered with the tiny lights of the stars. Sarah fell drowsy. She gazed at the Labyrinth's twists and turns for a while longer, and then fell asleep in the window.
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Kranlar walked up and down in his small room. He was furious. The girl was here. Here, right under his very nose. He had to do something to capture her, that would be the only solution to this problem. Of course, he could just give up and pretend nothing had ever happened, but no. Things were going just good enough for that. He only needed the girl, but how to get her? It was no use sending the Goblins after her. Especially not the three hired ones. They were still in the Above World, searching for her. No, he had to do this by himself.
With a devilish grin Kranlar walked to the small wooden cupboard. He threw a glance over his shoulder to see if anyone was here, and after comforted no one was there to see him, he took a small dark golden key from under his armour. The key hung on a leather chain around his neck. The key was old and rusty, because it had not been used since Kranlar lived here. With a shriek, Kranlar turned the key around in the keyhole, and he pulled the two doors open. Kranlar grinned at the sight on the cupboards contents, seeing everything on the same place where he had left it. All was covered under a thick layer of dust and spider webs. He wiped away some of the dust on a large, flat bowl and then took it out. Then he took a bottle, containing a silver coloured liquid. After taking several more bottles and pots, all containing spices and dried herbs, he carefully closed the cupboard and hid the key under his armour again. He placed the bowl, pots and bottles on the cold stone floor and sat next to it. It was time for some fun, before he would call on Samuel again.
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The moon shone bright above the park. The water in the lake didn't move. The grass rustled softly in the night's wind. Far away, a owl hooted. It was the same park in which Sarah had practised her plays when he was younger.
The still water was suddenly disturbed by a pebble thrown into it.
"What are we still doing here? The girl isn't here anyway," a thin, long goblin whined. He threw another pebble in the water. The second goblin, a very small one, nodded agreeing.
"Yah. Let's just go back to the pub. I'm thirsty," it said. The third fat one, the leader, looked doubting at the other two.
"Yes. We have done al we can, and haven't found her. We've got the money, so let's go!" he yelled. The two other goblins cheered, but the fattest goblin interrupted them.
"But we do need to pay one more visit to our boss. He owns us some more money. Then the three of them disappeared to the Underworld.
