Disclaimer: I don't own Jim Henson, I don't own Labyrinth or any of its characters, and I unfortunately do not own David bowie. ;)
A/N: Well, for those of you who actually did review, than you much. An author loves to hear what others think of their work, and its truly heartwarming when people leave reviews. Love you guys for that. Anyway, I know this is short, but I don't have much time to sit down and write, and I'm very picky about my writing, so it ends up coming out short. Ill try to post again soon. Maybe another chapter yet tonight if I'm lucky. Please R&R!
Flames will be used to cook me some Good Luvin' Chicken.
She stared around at the castle before her, taking in the wondrous sight it was. The walls were all smooth tan colored stone, but the gate was beautiful, cherry stained wood. There were no guards to be seen. Peasant goblins wandered about the city, and younger ones played around the fountain. She heard what sounded like soldiers training off beyond the castle.
"So this is the castle beyond the goblin city... its not very far beyond then is it?" Sarah said, laughing. Jareth actually smiled and then proceeded to say "actually, its right in the center of it and not beyond it at all. Come. We should go inside the castle gates. The townspeople wont be accustom to a human being here." He finished this awkwardly, as Sarah was not unlike himself, but the were definitely not the same race of people. He turned quickly to the gates and walked through them.
Sarah looked at him oddly and then hastened to follow Jareth through the gates to the castle grounds As she looked around after the gates closed, she saw that the guards here were more men, unlike the stories of goblin knights guarding the city walls. Maybe Jareth trusted these men more than any of the goblins.. Although, who wouldn't?
The grounds consisted of the patio she was walking on, an extensive garden to her left, and a lawn of grass for quite some ways to her right. She could still hear soldiers training somewhere in the distance, but as soon as the gate had closed, everything had quieted. She could faintly hear music coming from the castle...
"Follow me, I shall take you to a room where you can... freshen up a bit before diner. We Shall talk more then." Jareth said, holding out his black gloved hand to her. She took it, both in surprise of what was happening. She stood there for a moment, then reached her own hand out and took it. He looked into her eyes for a moment, then began to gently lead her towards the castle.
Soon enough, they were inside its dimly lit interior, heading up towards the throne room. There were three corridors to choose from once inside it. A turning twisting tower leading up to god-knows what to the left the Escher room, but Sarah doesn't know that (yet?) , the hallway they just came through, or a candle lit passageway to the right.
He took her to the right, past all the staring goblins, and down the passageway towards a room full of doors. There were doors EVERYWHERE in this room. They were on walls, the floor, the ceiling, the middles of other doors, everywhere. They even came in different colors.
Jareth led her to a green door, inside of a larger purple one. He opened it from the left side, and led her down another hallway, this one more twisty and winding than the last. After turning right several times, they ended up at a stairway leading up to a door. He opened it, and allowed Sarah to step through into the room.
It was painted in purples, decorated with deep mahogany furniture, and accented with green and blue pillows, throws, and bedding. It was beautiful. A four-poster bed stood near a window overlooking the grounds. You could even see into the city a bit from how high up they were. She saw movement out of the corner of her eye and turned to see a small goblin-maid.
"This is Dreary. She will be your servant for the time you are here. If you need anything, she will get it for you, and she will bring you to supper when it is ready. Do you eurm... have any questions or anything you'd like to ask me?" He shifted uneasily from one foot to the other, as he had never allowed anyone but Myrtogth to stay in the castle before. He had also never had Dreary serve anyone but himself before.
"Uhh... does this still count as time in my 13 hours?" she asked, as she did really need to know. "Well, I suppose no, as your in my castle now, but of my choosing, not your completing the labyrinth. I shall allow this to not count against your time." He replied, after genuinely thinking it over for a moment. She was happy to hear this, and it showed on her face. With a short "see you at dinner," he left her and the little goblin to deal with things themselves for a while.
As said, short, kinda pointless but necessary. I'll try to post again tonight if I can, but I'm not making any guarantees on that. If I get tired, I sleep. lol. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEE R & R!
But just remember – Flames will be used to cook me some Good Luvin' Chicken, but criticism will be used a table conversation...