(Emilia Clarke is a new character in this book. You will know when she comes up)
Karen arrived at a forest. She had no idea why the person she was there to see was here would live here when they could live life someone could ever wanted. But she wouldn't judge her.
Careful that she doesn't get stuck anywhere or even lost, she made it to a log cabin. But before she couldn't knock of the door, a voice spoke out.
"Come in darling." A soft voice told Karen. Karen opened the door and went inside. "You have changed so much." The soft voice told her. Karen walked up to the women, seeing her in a seat sipping a tea.
"You haven't changed at all." Karen said looking the beautiful woman over. The long white hair, pale skin, and purple eyes. She looked to be around thirty years old at the most. But she was thousands of years old. Her eyes held all the wisdom she collected from her many years.
"I need you to check on my step daughters dreams. Maybe you can come home with me, and touch her, and see what her nightmares are happening. She's not sleeping. It isn't healthy for her." Karen begged.
The woman looked at Karen.
"Please mother." Karen begged. "I would do it myself, but when I became human, I have lost most of my magic. So, only you can do it." Karen went to the woman. "What are you going to tell her about me?" The woman asked.
"I'll tell her we meet at the store and knew each other from awhile back. But I want your help." Karen told her mother. The woman sighed and nodded in agreement. "Alright. Let's get to your home. I would also like to meet my grandson. Plus she is now my granddaughter."
The two sat in the living room sipping tea, waiting for Sarah to come downstairs. When she did, Sarah looked at the two. "Sarah. This is Emma. She and I knew each other years ago, and ran into each other yesterday. She saw you at the renaissance fair." Karen told her.
The blond woman smiled and went to Sarah. "Hello dear. You are just as beautiful as you are when performing." Emma said, before hugging Sarah. When the woman hugged Sarah, Sarah felt her head start hurting for a moment until they let go.
Emma was tensed up but cleared her throat.
"Well dear, it was nice catching up, and Sarah, I hope to see you again soon, but I have to get going. I have something I need to do. Karen, can you be a dear and walk me out?" She asked. Sarah looked at the two as Karen nodded.
The two walked outside. Sarah shrugged and went to get something to eat.
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"What is it?" Karen asked her mother. "I will do my best to handle it. I suggest the dream spell. Have her drink it." She ordered. Karen just nodded and didn't question it.
"I must go home and do what I need to do." Emalianna told her daughter, she then put a hand on her face. "Please visit more. I miss you my dearest." She told her sadly.
Karen nodded. "Once I can explain things to Steven." She promised.
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Jareth was in his wine hall when he smelt a familiar scent. He grinned. "Hello Emalianna. To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?" He asked not turning to look at the regal woman behind him.
"I know what you are doing to that young girl, and you will end it. End it now. You will make me do harm to you, and I don't want to do that to you my son." She told him. Jareth chuckled. "SO my bratty little sister has spoken to you I see." He stated, as he turned around with his goblet.
Emalianna glared at her eldest son. He has become a monster like her husband.
When she was younger, she fell in love with the High King. He treated her like a goddess. But, after they married and she birthed Jareth, she found him sleeping around. Raping the women of human family members that lost the Labyrinth. Even got a lower Fae princess pregnant. Emalianna took the babe in and raised her as her own when the mother died in child birth.
Her daughter took care for humans, even falling in love with one, and gave her magic to be with them. The human died in battle, but before Emalianna went to talk her into returning home, she fell in love with another man, Steven and recently had a baby.
Emalianna hated her own husband. She tried to shield the children from his wicked ways. But, it seems that Jareth was fully his son by now.
"Sarah is mine. I plan on making her my queen. You should be happy mother. I will get you many grandchildren that you will be able to see." He promised. She glared at her son. "You are just like your father. A monster. Leave that girl alone. She is a babe. A child." She told him.
Jareth scoffed and sipped his wine.
"Please mother. She is far from a babe. I have never seen a babe with that much beauty." He told her. She shook her head at him. "Her mind isn't ready for this. Why are you doing this now?" She asked. "Find a Fae woman to marry." She continued.
This time Jareth glared at his mother.
"I was going to wait for her to be eighteen. But I am done waiting for her. I must have her! She is mine!" He shouted throwing the goblet. The two glared. "And don't you dare compare me to Father! I am not like him! I am not raping woman or men who have lost. I could've, but I didn't. Sarah will be my one and only beloved. She's to become High Queen. Not just the Queen of Goblin City." He told her.
"Drop these horrible dreams Jareth. I love you, and I don't want to hurt you. I love you. But this isn't something I can accept. Drop this, or else there would be hell to pay." She warned him. Then she disappeared.
Jareth glared at the spot his mother was just standing. He will just have to keep it on the down low. To not be suspicious. Maybe give his lovely sister another visit to make her think he was moving on from Sarah.
He grinned.
But he would NEVER give up on Sarah.
She. Belongs. To. Him.