Chapter 11

Jareth walked into Sarah's bed chambers just as Carlida was finishing her hair. She looked even more stunning today than she had in the ballroom, he noticed. The dress fit her like a glove. Her hair was done was in curls. Not like in the ballroom, but way more elegant. The make-up Carlida chose almost matched the dress, it was just a tad bit off. Her emerald eyes shone into the mirror and Jareth felt like they were piercing through him. He gave his head a shake to stop thinking about the way she looked for a moment, there would be plenty of time for that later. He looked over at Carlida. "Carlida, what shoes has she chosen? You know for my guests, they have to be perfect."

Carlida bowed to Jareth when she turned to face him. "She hasn't chosen any sire. She refuses to." Sarah stared into the mirror and inhaled. She could see the anger in his face. Jareth walked over to three pairs of shoes on the bed. One silver, one white, and one midnight blue. All were so glittery that if any light had hit them, Sarah was sure you would go blind.

"And why haven't you chosen a pair of shoes Sarah?" He kept his voice steady, but the anger was there. Sarah played with her hair. She didn't exactly want to talk to him at the moment. It wasn't fair that she was missing her time with her family while he was keeping her prisoner here. She let her eyes fall to the floor, so she couldn't see him anymore. "I asked you why!" He screamed. Sarah jumped, she wasn't used to him screaming. Getting mad, yes. But never really screaming.

She lifted her eyes off of the floor and stared at him in the mirror. "Those are not my style."

He scoffed at her. "While you where in the aboveground, you always played dress up. Of course this is your style my dear."

"While I played dress up, I never exactly wore heels. They were never my strong suit. I don't like them."

He laughed as he walked over to her. "It's only for tonight, so pick a pair, or else I will."

Sarah felt it necessary to be dramatic, so she jumped up and grabbed the silver heels. "Fine! If I must wear a pair of heels, I'll wear these ones. Your magesty." She said as she bowed deeply to him then lay down on the bed and sighed heavily.

Carlida walked over to Sarah, "Ladies who are courted by kings don't act this way."

Sarah let a giggle escape her mouth. "Courted? What are we in the eighteenth century?"

Carlida scolded Sarah some more while Jareth walked around the bed to Sarah's side. "Go."

"Sire, I'm sure I can make her understand if you give me a couple of minutes with her."

Jareth turned toward Carlida and stared into her eyes. "I said go! Before you take a dip into the bog."

Carlida took one more quick glance at Sarah and ran from the room. Jareth grabbed the shoes from Sarah and took them to her table and set them next to the other pairs of shoes. "No. we are not in the eighteenth century, but you are being courted by me now." Sarah shook her head. "Yes, you are. I told you we were getting married, and I meant it. Do not take my words lightly, Sarah. For I mean everything I say."

"What if I say I don't?"

Jareth smirked and walked back over to her. "Well, we'll have to change that won't we?"

She gulped and looked up into his mismatched eyes. The eyes that she couldn't stand, but also couldn't bear to leave so long ago. "I asked you to stop with the mind control thing."

He waved his hand dismisively. "I could use other ways of persuasion. If you would like."

"Like what?"

His eyebrows arched and his mouth curved downward, "For instance, I could use your family as leverage."

Fear struck into her heart. "Toby." That was her first thought. She didn't want anything to happen to him. Jareth had wanted him ever since the first day he laid eyes on him. What should be so different now? "Please, leave Toby alone?" She asked in barely a whisper.

His eyes popped open wide. "Why would I ever hurt young Tobias? We share a bond." He laughed half heartedly. "No, no my dear girl. I meant your mother, even though you haven't seen in her years, I know you still yearn for her to come around. I also meant your father or your step-mother. I can be cruel Sarah. I've already told you that. Don't make me show you how cruel I can really be."

Sarah could feel the anger boiling inside of her. "You know, this is not the way to make me love you. Not the way to make me do anything for you! In fact, if you're doing anything, you're just making me hate you!" She screamed at him.

"My my, you are quite ferocious when you get angry aren't you?" She didn't respond. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at the opposite side of the room. He smiled. "Either way, you will say yes. I promise you this." He walked back over to the heels. "Oh, and you will wear the midnight blue ones. They match better with the dress." He picked them up and brought them over to her and handed them to her.

"I want the silver ones."

"Don't defy me Sarah. We both know it doesn't end well for you if you do." He sat down on the bed. "Sit up and put the heels on. Our guests are arriving and you need to be presentable."

Sarah did as she was told. "Who's coming here anyways?" She asked as she put on the heels. "And just for your knowing, I won't be able to walk very long in these tonight."

Jareth helped her stand up when she had finished putting them on. He stared at her in admiration. He always thought she was beautiful, but tonight, tonight she looked like she was the only woman in the world. He couldn't believe how stunning she looked. Maybe he could make her fall in love with him. He would have to figure out how to do it though. "What's the matter Jareth? Do I look hideous?" Sarah had interuppted his thoughts.

"What? Oh no, my dear. On the contrary, you look absolutely stunning." He grabbed her hands and she tried to pull away. "Are you ready to go meet our guests?" She shook her head no. "Well, that's no matter." He looked into her eyes. "You will behave yourself and listen to every word I say tonight without complaints." He said forcefully. It seemed to be the only way that his mind control worked on her. And he had to be sure that she was on her best behavior tonight.

She nodded. "Who are we having visit tonight?" she said sweetly with a smile.

Jareth smiled his own smile. "My family. They want to make sure you are the right one for me."

Sarah shook her head. "I thought you had no family." She sounded confused. He must have used more compulsion than he usually used.

"You assumed I had no family." He let go of one of her hands and led her to the door. "Are you ready now?" Sarah nodded. "Good, let's go meet my family."

Well, this might be the last chapter for a week or so.. SADLY! I'm trying to get my computer fixed, and it's taking forever.. :( But if I get a replacement computer that works, then I will definitely update!

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