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Chapter 7; You, You will be Queen.
It did not take long after her climax for Sarah to come back to reality. The words Jareth had said became all too apparent "tonight will mark your new life by my side for eternity" it was all too real, and far more daunting now the deed was done.
"Bond with me Sarah" he had said, and in her lust infused state she had willingly agreed, her only freedom whittled away by sex. She felt dirty, and even that thought disgusted her. "You're so dirty, Miss William's" the words came as quickly as the bile rose in her throat. She had relinquished her only power and now she was to live with the punishment.
Jareth was still panting, as his chest heaved against her back she could feel his penis move inside her still, she wiggled to gain some space but to no avail, she was still in her chains. "You will make a wonderful Queen, Sarah" his words were sincere and kind, but she was no fool. Forcing herself to swallow the dread she felt, she brought herself to whisper "Please free me, Jareth". Within a moment she was freed, her knees hit the floor as she let herself fall. Hissing upon contact Sarah looked down at herself, her thighs were covered in the evidence of their bond, his seed still dripping from her pussy. She was embarrassed by the aftermath of her own desire but she knew she had wanted it. And there was no escaping that.
"There is no time to sit about Sarah, we must head back"
"Back?" She turned around to face the king, hope on her face. He was letting her go? "Yes Sarah, Back" was all he said. He was displeased, she thought he had meant aboveground despite consenting to their bonding, but there was no time to deal with her disrespect. He now had to present her at The Thirteenth hour as tradition dictated.
Using his magic Jareth dressed himself in his Armour, the blue ensemble from earlier had been just for show for Sarah's sake, but now he was about to inherit everything and he knew he would need something strong to protect him when he received the powers of his family, powers of which had been accumulated and perfected throughout each generation dating back thousands of years. Taking off his cloak he draped it around Sarah before picking her up in a cradle hold. She wanted to protest but the burning intensity held in the king's gaze told her otherwise.
"It is time, Sarah" was all he said before taking them away from the scene of their sin.
- BACK TO THE BALLROOM –
Sarah had kept her eyes closed via the transportation, upon arrival she wished she hadn't bothered to open them. Her heart had sank along with her dreams when she realised that they were back in the ballroom, and she was sat in the lap of the Goblin King as he perched upon his throne, if it hadn't been for her lack of clothing, she would run.
"Jareth, King of the Goblin City, High Prince of the Underground and Keeper of the Labyrinth. You are the only living successor to The High King and Queen of the Southern Realm, tonight you are here to be crowned King in their place. Your bonding was heard, and your Queen has been presented before your people. Do you hereby swear to uphold your duties as their King? To protect your lands with the powers bestowed upon you this eve, and above all rule with the fierce intensity of your ancestors before you?" A voice echoed. There was no telling from whence it came, or who in fact spoke.
"I give my word, my vow, to rule the Southern Realm and nourish it to its full potential, from now until my own come of age." Sarah could do nothing but watch Jareth in awe. His expression was serious, his answer encouraged all to bow in his presence. Should she bow too?
"Sarah William's" The voice spoke her name, causing her to jump in Jareth's lap, his hands flew to her waist holding them in an almost painful grip.
"You are presented here as Queen, your bond is known to all present this evening and to the Labyrinth herself. You are accepted as High Queen. Do you also swear from now until the end of your rein to nurture the Labyrinth, to comfort your people, to bare heirs for the Southern Realm and to pledge obedience to your King and Husband?"
KING?! HUSBAND?! Sarah couldn't breathe, she had not signed up to this, and she couldn't surely?! Jareth tightened his grip, his nails poking her hip bones causing her to squeak slightly.
"Okay! Okay!" Jareth glared at Sarah's outburst, his eyes threatened her to rectify her words. "I mean, Yes, I vow to perform the duties expected of me as… as H-high Queen" she almost couldn't finish her promise. Jareth's grip loosened and she calmed her erratic breathing.
"It has been spoken. All Hail King Jareth, High King to the Southern Realm, High King of the Underground, King of the Goblin City, Keeper of the Labyrinth and His bride High Queen Sarah to the Southern Realm, High Queen of the Underground, Runner of the Labyrinth and Barer of heirs."
"All Hail" was echoed throughout the room, cheers and laughter erupted in celebration, the sound a vicious assault on Sarah. She couldn't believe it. This couldn't be real, she was in a dream surely.
She did not have time to ponder the reality as Jareth grew tense beneath her, looking up at his face she saw him begin to physically strain. "I suggest you run away, girl" a man who had not been beside them before said. Sarah looked him up and down, he looked amused despite the condition of his king. "Why?" Sarah challenged, who was this man to order her? She had enough of that from the Goblin King, let alone some stranger. "Because he is about to inherit his full power, power drives a man wild… Would you like to guess who he will be coming for?" Sarah's eyes widened in fear, she stole a glance at Jareth and instantly regretted it. His eyes were narrowed, pupils fully dilated and a smirk adorning his face. The stranger was right, she would have to run or face the full brunt of his power and after what had transpired earlier she didn't want to know what he would later be capable of.