Jareth strode briskly to his room. He walked into his bedchamber and shut the door behind him
He squealed and punched the air.
"She loves me! She LOVES me!" She danced around the room in complete joy and happiness.
He paused, "Oh, maybe now she will marry me! I will finally be happy!"
He laid down on his bed and tried to relax and take a short nap.
He found himself floating through the air again, just like his last dream.
He lands on the ground again, but this time Sarah is right there.
"How could you yell at me that way? I trusted you!"
Jareth was shocked and taken aback.
"Precious, no, we forgave each other, remember?"
"So what?" She cried, "Do you really think I want to marry someone who yells at me that way? Frightens me that way?" She bagan to sob.
Jareth didn't know what to say or do. His head began to throb. He feel to his knees as Sarah stood over him bawling.
"I just wanted to love you! But I just wasn't ready! What makes you think I deserved that?" She blubbered.
Jareth looked up at her tears in his eyes now too.
"Forgive me, Sarah! Forgive me!" He cried reaching up at the sky.