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Chapter Three – The Overseer
Jareth smirked, amused to see that Rose was talking to herself in her living room. "I used to look up to you, Andrea. I admired you until I was kicked out. Even though you let me back in, the group isn't a safe haven for me anymore…It…" Rose paused and sighed, shaking her head. "Ugh. No, No, No! I can't say that!" Rose then smacked herself in the face as she fell backward onto the sofa.
Jareth shook his head at the scene in front of him, chuckling, "She needs the courage, but it is amusing to see her try." A jar suddenly shattered on the ground, causing him to look up and glare at the goblins. These idiots were getting on his nerves. He pulled himself up to his feet causing the goblins to freeze in their place.
"Idiots…" He muttered, glancing down to see a goblin sitting in front of him and without a second thought, he kicked the goblin out of his way. The Goblin let out a screech as he went sailing over the other goblins' head and out of the window in the throne room. The other goblins held white like flags up in the air, waving it side to side to say 'SCORE.'
Jareth rolled his eyes, walking out of the room to the hallway and rubbed his forehead, "Anymore of their nonsense, I'm going to throw them into the Bog of Eternal Stench. " He glanced around before he headed down towards the dining hall with his mind in deep thought. He needed to go see the overseer to see what she had to say about the Labyrinth. Ever since Sarah Williams had defeated him and turned him down to be his queen, he could feel that his powers and the power of the Labyrinth fading. He still had feelings for her and he would watch over her in his owl form until he ran across Rose, a girl who has magic of her own, catch his attention.
"Your Highness," A smooth tone voice spoke behind him, causing him to pause and glance behind. He saw a dark hair figure with slender features with pointed ears. The figure dressed black pants with a forest green shirt and he wore was a white coat over his outfit.
"Cain," Jareth spoke, raising an eyebrow. "What do you want now?"
"Nothing, Your Highness, but I can sense that you're unease about something. Are you going go visit the Overseer in Eleissa?" Cain asked with curiosity, "You haven't returned to Earth to keep your eye on that the new girl. Did you forget about Miss Williams already?"
Jareth grunted and glared at Cain. "You better keep your trap shut if you don't want swim in the Bog of Eternal Stench. Indeed I was going there to see what I can do about the Labyrinth… And for that Sarah Williams girl you just mention, you don't have to concern yourself with her. She is none of your business."
Cain waved and bowed lightly, "Apologies, Your Highness. Well, if you leave, just be wary of what she may say. You can never trust the mortals to help you if you want my advice."
"Perhaps, but as far as I heard, you can never trust an Elf to their words especially since they can double cross you. They are known to be tricksters among the Faes," Jareth raised an eyebrow at Cain.
Cain just shrugged his shoulder with a slight smirk. "Indeed if you like to follow that rumor, Your Highness. "Anything I can do while you are away?"
"Yes, make sure the idiot goblins don't destroy anything while I'm away," Jareth shook his head, making his way to a large window, opening the window as he changed into his barn owl form and took flight.
"Of course, Your Highness," Cain bowed as he watched as the Goblin King took off into the air and out of sight. He closed the window. "I may be a healer, but it seems that I am also the Castle caretaker for the King," his light blue eyes pierced the midday sun that shined over the Labyrinth.
The goblin king flew across into the Elven Realm towards the city built with what looks to be gold, silver, and marble like minerals that gave their city a sparkle. What helped the city to sparkle were the waterfalls surrounding the city, on a cliff, inside the mountain ranges. The roofs were made from leaves of the trees, giving it a forest look and feel. He flew into the city, towards one of the marble building of the palace where the overseer is supposed to be living. He landed just outside the door of the building, converting back to his humanoid form. He knocked to show politeness until a voice told him to come in and he entered.
"What brought you here, Jareth, King of the Goblins?" A smooth, soft voice spoke, an Elven girl sat near the window, gazing out over the city.
"You know why I'm here, Aya," Jareth replied, entering the room and leaned against the wall with his arms folded upon his chest.
"You want to know how to stop the power from leaving you and the Labyrinth."
"Correct."
Aya sighed, lifting a hand to run her fingers through her dark hair. She rose up from her spot at the window and turned to face Jareth, staring at him quietly as he rested against the wall, relaxed and comfortable. "I told you once before... It will not change until you make that decision."
"Well, tell me again. I have been busy for over a week and half…" Jareth grunted as he shook his head before giving her a sly smile. "Beside I thought you enjoy seeing me, Aya. You never complained when I did and asked so many questions."
Aya waved her hand in the air, making her way over to the table to pick up a few magic stones to roll through her fingers. "Jareth… Jareth… I will do this one more time for you… In order to save the power of the Labyrinth and also yourself, you will need to get the Champion of the Labyrinth back to your side to save her. If you cannot get her to come back to help you, then there is only one hope left…"
Her dark eyes lifted up towards him, "I just had a premonition before you came here to see me. It is about a girl, a girl who stands out from most mortals… She sees things differently than most mortals would… She has long, wavy honey colored hair and…"
"Honey colored hair?" Jareth asked, pulling himself straight from the wall. His eyes showed bewilderedness as he heard the girl he has been watching over being described. "Her name wouldn't happen to be Rose, would it?" He managed to keep his tone of voice calm.
Aya raised an eyebrow with a nod of her head. "Yes, her name is Rose, Rose McCoy. I'm assuming that you know this girl that I speak of?"
Jareth shook his head side to side in a thought before speaking, "You could say that… She had found the book of the Labyrinth. The same book that Sarah Williams had with when she caught my attention. I'm not sure what it is about her, but I can tell that she is different…"
"She is different, dear Goblin King. She holds a special power that makes others around her happy and her abilities to bring ideas to life by just using materials from around her could indeed help your Labyrinth, but be warned… You cannot bring her because you want to her be here and if she does manage to come to your Labyrinth… You would need to get her to trust you and agree to help you save the Labyrinth from certain death that will come."
Jareth frowned as he listened to her. He shook his head with disappointment. "Hey now, I do not take anyone without them wishing to be, and if I did get her, I doubt I can… force her… to do anything. She will probably be a strong-willed girl just like the last one…"
There were hints of hesitation in his voice when it came to the words of 'force her' and it had caught Aya's attention. A small smile appeared on her lips as she spoke in a rather soft, yet natural tone of voice, "I see… I see… "
"What do you see?" Jareth narrowed his eyes as he glared towards Aya. "What are you talking about now?"
"Come now, Goblin King," Aya started, "You're attached to the girl already and yet, she hasn't even tried to prove herself worthy. You're worried that she may not accept you for who you are other than a horrible king who loves to push people around and show no kindness…"
Jareth coughed a bit, startled somewhat by Aya as he narrowed his mismatched eyes at her. How dare she say that about me! She has no clue what I'm thinking! I'll show her… Jareth grunted grumpily, "Is that so? You're wrong about me. I know that Overseers can only see part of the future, not the whole thing."
A smirk played on his lips, "So that means you don't really know what the girl will say or do when she meets me. You were most likely hoping that she will change her mind and make sure that the Labyrinth falls to its doom… Just like the rest of the Fae who doesn't care much for it. "There was a silence pause before he continued, "And I'm not going to fall for such trickery of the Elves belief. For now, I got want I needed and I have no more use for you."
"If that what you believe, then go ahead, Jareth, but remember, what happens to your home and yourself will all be your fault. I will no longer help you anymore."
Jareth nodded as he turned to leave," Got it. Good-day, Overseer…" He walked out of the room and out of the building. He glanced up to the sky, changing once again before he flew back home to the Labyrinth.
Back within his castle walls, Jareth walked down the hallway with his mind on the conversation he had between himself and Aya. He headed toward his room on the opposite side of the Castle, the East Wing of the castle. He sighed to himself as he shook his head as he entered his chambers.
Upon entering his bedroom, his eyes gazed the room, showing the black color walls with red color rug in the middle of the room. He had a large King Size bed with the color of black and red and dressers and wardrobes around. There was a fireplace near the corner of the room and wherever he stood in the room, he could see the fireplace. There were also a couple of chairs near the fireplace and at the window is a long, red, furred bench stool sat against the window.
He pulled out a crystal orb so he could check on Rose and sat down on the bed, feeling the red fur blanket. He pulled his boots off and set them aside. He then took his black vest off and cream colored shirt. He tossed them to the side as he settled down on the bed, propping himself up with the pillows. He held the crystal orb in his hand to watch her.
He watched as Rose finished her doll, the doll of himself that she had created. From the top of head to end of its feet, the doll was about 17 inches tall. She set the doll down upon the table to take a break. She admired it as she touched the pants then the cape. "I need to get better at making clothes… It was a nightmare making your clothes, Goblin King… But at least you're done and there is no way I'm getting rid of you." She then picked up the doll and hugged it to her chest. "I'm surprised that you turned out so well for the first try. Hopefully, I can make another when I feel like it."
Rose got up from her sewing table, reaching over to close the window to keep the bugs out and walked to her bedroom. Jareth noticed that Rose only wore a long shirt, a dark color shirt that belonged to her father. He chuckled to himself, amused to watch her. "Even though she wears the clothes of her father, she looks tiny in that large shirt. I wonder if she wears anything underneath that shirt... No matter… I can easily wait for her when she comes to me. "
Jareth watched as Rose climbed into bed, she took the doll that looked like him and curled up in the blankets to hug him close to her. He listened carefully when she spoke softly to the doll. "Goodnight, Goblin King. Please protect me while I'm asleep," Rose then kissed the cheek of the doll and she took her glasses off to set it to the side, falling asleep. "I can feel that you are nearby…."
Jareth could only smile to this, glad to be in his room when he saw and heard this. He had a reputation to keep up. He wasn't the type of King to show how soft he was in front of his Goblins who looked up to him even if they were idiots. "Goodnight, My Flower. I will keep watch over you until we meet, do not worry." He watched her sleep for a bit longer before putting his orb away into the drawer of the small dresser beside the bed. He took his pants off, tossing it to the side and climbed into bed to go to sleep.
Only problem was that now, he couldn't stop thinking about the girl. He reached over to take the orb from the dresser and gazed into it. He grinned to an idea as he decided to intercept her dreams by sending ones with himself to her with his magic and using his crystal orb as a connection.