A/N: HI ALL. I AM TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO GET THE AUTHOR'S NOTES TO BE SEPARATE FROM THE ACTUAL STORY WITH A BRACKET LINE OF SOME SORT, BUT EVERYTIME I UPLOAD A CHAPTER, THE LINES DISSAPEAR. (IF ANYONE CAN HELP ME OUT, FEEL FREE TO E-MAIL ME, I WOULD REALLY APPRECIATE IT.) IN THE MEANTIME, I AM GOING TO WRITE ANY OF MY COMMENTS IN CAPS SO THAT IT IS LESS CONFUSING TO YOU.
SPEAKING OF COMMENTS, FEEDBACK AS ALWAYS, IS GREATLY APPRECIATED. ANYWAY, ENOUGH RAMBLING, LET'S GET TO IT, BECAUSE THE MAJORITY OF YOU GUYS DON'T BOTHER READING THE AUTHOR'S NOTES ANYWAY. (I RARELY DO.)
HERE WE GO!
The clicking of shoes could be heard on the stone floor as their owner headed down toward a door at the very end. As he neared the door, he could hear small noises that sounded like a struggle was taking place in the room. A sense of panic rising in the man, he quickened his pace to get to the door sooner.
When he approached the door, he found that it was locked from the inside. He was about to begin to bust it open with the force of his magic, when he heard a small voice coming from his left. He turned and looked down to see a small elfin guard cowering in the corner. "Now would not be the best time to disturb her Sire, she is in the middle of one of her fits."
The man looked down at the guard and smirked as he said, "Why does that not surprise me? Don't worry, I will take my chances and I will try and calm her down. You are free to go now." When the guard made no movement to leave, the man's cheery disposition quickly turned angry and he cast a cold and frightening glare down at the guard.
The guard saw the expression change in the man's face, and quickly jumped up and scurried down the hall, away from all the chaos that was taking place there. The man turned his attentions back toward the door. He heard a loud crash as some object made contact with the door, and instead of opening it right away, the man decided to play it safe and he knocked loudly.
"I told you, I am not wanting to see anyone you stupid oaf. If someone so much as comes near the door, I will have your head as a trophy!" He heard the woman shout on the other side of the door. He took another chance and said, "I am sure that you wouldn't turn me away now would you?"
The man braced himself and waited for her response. The only thing he got was a small click as the lock was released from the door. The man waited a moment with his hand held over the handle. He was about to grab on and open the door, when it swung open and two hands grabbed the collar of his shirt and yanked him into the room, the door swinging shut behind them.
The hands that held the man quickly turned him and shoved him into a chair, her voice shrieking, "Have you heard about what happened?"
The man took in the woman's appearance, her hair askew and wild, her face red with anger, and her chest heaving at her recent excursions on her belongings. The man looked around the room and noticed all of the woman's priceless antiques were all shattered across the floor.
The man looked back at the woman and said, " I came as soon as you sent for me, so I haven't heard. What is going on?"
The woman's brown eyes went wide again, and she shouted, "That idiot Jareth is engaged to another woman!"
The man stood and placed his hands on the woman's shoulders and he said, "Antonia, would you please calm down? Let's talk about this, tell me everything that happened."
Antonia looked into the man's gray eyes and took a deep breath. "Father and I went to the Goblin Kingdom to formally accept Jareth's proposal of marriage, and when we got there, he told us that he wasn't able to do so. We asked him to explain himself, when this other woman came out of nowhere and basically threw herself at Jareth. He then introduced her to us as Sarah, his Fiancée, and told us that they were going to be married."
Antonia turned and felt the anger rising up in her again; she grabbed another breakable item and held it as she said, "Lady Sarah. Her name alone leaves a rotten taste in my mouth." She was about to hurl the item across the room when the man's hand grabbed her arm mid-swing and stopped her.
"Come now, Antonia, there's no need for that. Sit down and calm yourself while I clean this mess up." The man led Antonia to the chair he was previously sitting in, and he helped her sit down. He then turned to face the mess that she had made of her chambers. With a flick of his wrist, everything was cleaned up, and all of the broken items were fixed and placed back where they belonged. Satisfied with his work, the man focused his attention back to the woman in the chair.
Antonia looked up at the man and said, "Our plans. They are destroyed because of this woman. We had everything all set for our takeover, and now they're all ruined. What are we going to do Adelphos?"
The man knelt down so that he was at eye level with Antonia, "We are going to let me take care of everything, Antonia. I will think of something. Is there anything that you can tell me about this woman?"
Antonia shook her head and said, "They didn't tell us much about her. Only that she and Jareth knew each other from a long time ago and they had some sort of connection. She recently came back into his life and they decided that they couldn't be without each other." Antonia paused for a moment, then said, "I don't know, Adelphos, something just didn't seem right between them. Father was to blind to notice it, and said that Jareth seemed smitten, but I felt that there was something out of place between the two of them."
Adelphos smoothed a gloved hand over Antonia's golden hair, trying to tame a few of the wild curls that had sprung loose from the rest as he said, "I don't doubt you Antonia. If there is something strange going on between them, I will make it my duty to find out what it is."
Antonia looked into the Adelphos' eyes as she asked, "How do you plan on doing that Adelphos?"
Adelphos smiled at the woman who sat before him and said, "Later my love. For now let's focus on us rather than others." And he brought her toward him and captured her lips in his. She eagerly returned his passion, and the two of them made their way to her bed as they tore at each other's clothes with need.
Jareth and Sarah wound up back in the throne room after returning from Aboveground after nearly being discovered by Sarah's landlord. They both breathed collective sighs of relief when they realized that they made it back safely. It was only then that they both realized that they were clutching onto each other for dear life, and the two of them withdrew their arms from each other and took a few tentative steps away from one another.
Sarah turned and saw the goblin guards moving cautiously toward her luggage with curiosity, their weapon's drawn as though the bags were going to attack them. Jareth saw Sarah's face change into one of alarm at the thought of what the goblins could do to her things.
"They are harmless," he assured the guards of the bags. "If you will help us bring them to my chambers please." The guards took tentative steps toward the luggage, slowly lowering their weapons as they approached it. When they saw that nothing was going to attack them, they grabbed all of the bags and began to move down the hall toward Jareth's chamber, leaving the two of them alone in the throne room.
Jareth watched as the goblins carry the luggage down the hall and felt a wave of fatigue pass over him. He felt sweat begin to break out on his forehead and he wiped at it with the sleeve of his white poet's shirt.
"Jareth," Sarah said as she turned to face him. As soon as he saw her turning toward him, Jareth moved to cover up his weariness. "I don't know about you and I staying in the same room." Jareth held up a hand to stop her protests and he said, "You have my word that nothing will happen, it will only be temporary until I can finish your chambers, which will be connected to mine."
"But still, I am not sure that…" Sarah began. Jareth again cut her off by saying, "I promise you that I will be a perfect gentleman Sarah. I will let you sleep in my bed and I will sleep on one of the lounging couches near the fireplace. If that is too uncomfortable for me, I will create a small bed of my own. It will only be for a few nights."
They stood in uncomfortable silence for a minute, and Jareth decided to make the first move. "Well, I suppose we should see that the goblins haven't attacked your luggage and ruined you belongings. Come along." He held out his arm, and when she hesitated, he whispered, "We need to make it believable Sarah."
She nodded, understanding what he was saying, and wrapped her arm in his own as he began to escort her toward his chambers. They exited the throne room and made their way down the long hallway. They had only walked about a third of the way down the hall when another wave hit Jareth like a ton of bricks, and he slowed down and began to lean heavily on Sarah.
Sarah noticed a change in his coloring and appearance. Within the blink of an eye, Jareth had turned a shade of gray and he began sweating profusely. "Jareth, what's the matter?" She found that he was leaning on her, and she could barely support his weight. She stumbled backward until her back hit the stone wall. She was able to flip them so that Jareth was against the wall, and he slid down to the ground with ease as he began to slip into unconsciousness.
"Jareth, Jareth!" Sarah began to shout at him as she felt his forehead. It was hot and clammy. She saw that he was fading quickly and she slapped him a couple of times to keep him awake. It seemed to do the job, as his eyes focused in on hers. The only word that he could utter before he succumbed to the darkness was "Healer."
Sarah took off down the hall toward his chambers to get some of the guards to help her carry Jareth to his bed. They quickly moved to picked their King up and moved him down the hall and to his bed, where they laid him down with ease. Sarah followed right at their heels and once they had him on the bed, she said to them, "He said 'healer.' I am assuming that he wanted me to send for her. Get her here as quickly as possible please."
The goblins hesitated for a moment, then one of them said, "Right away Lady Sarah." And with that, they all scurried out of the room as quickly as their little legs could carry them, leaving Sarah alone in the room with Jareth.
WELL, I AM GOING TO END IT THERE AND LET IT STEW IN YOUR MINDS FOR A WHILE. I WILL TRY AND GET SOMETHING ELSE WRITTEN DOWN AND GET IT OUT TO YOU IN ANOTHER WEEK OR TWO. PLEASE BE PATIENT. PLEASE FEEL FREE TO LEAVE SOME FEEDBACK ON YOUR WAY OUT!