Here it is! As I promised. Don't forget to reread chapter one if you haven't. I made some changes.
Fasten your seatbelts we're getting part way into the meat of the business…
The goblin king marched swiftly through the large oak doors to his throne room, cape whirling behind him. He entered to find it was overrun with goblins as usual. Most were gathered around the fire in the center of the throne room poking each other with burning sticks or something of the sort. They stood no higher than his knees. The few in his path scattered from beneath his tromping boots. Shouting and squeaking as they ran. He ignored the rambunctious bunch as he strode towards his throne which stood at the head of the circular room on a raised platform. With a wave of his arm his cape neatly hung itself across the back of his perch. The throne was circular and lined in white fur along the brass arm rests and back. He rubbed his gloved hand over his face trying to banish the puzzled line that had taken up residence between his eyebrows.
What a strange woman Kara turned out to be. He could still remember her curious little form hiding behind her own Nana's skirts; wide blue eyes shocked and yet interested enough to get her in trouble. He plopped down on the leather seat of his throne throwing his legs over the fur covered arm. She obviously didn't remember their last meeting which was probably for the better.
"I shouldn't be letting her try for Anna." He thought, "She'll never be able to make it here in time and if she does, it will be nearly impossible to get Anna home if she doesn't want to go." He pinched the bridge of his nose. "But she won't make it here in time anyway so why does it matter." He sighed closing his eyes. He conjured his riding crop into his hand and began rapidly tapping the heel of his favorite boots.
"Majesty?" a scratchy voice said near his feet.
"What?" He said in a bored tone.
"The girl is awake and crying for her Nana." The tiny wrinkled goblin snickered. The Goblin King sighed and waved the goblin away. It scrambled off, claws clicking across the stone floor and tripping on the hem of its black cloak.
The king snapped his fingers together and Anna materialized in his lap. Her hands covered her eyes as she sobbed quietly. The room quieted as the goblins turned to watch the sniffing little girl.
"I want my Nana." She whimpered quietly.
"Anna," He called using his sweeter voice.
She raised her puffy red face to look about her. She gasped at the tiny creatures surrounding her and clutched the king's shirt in fright. He chuckled when she squeaked and hid her face again upon realizing who shirt she was holding to. He conjured a crystal in his hand, "Anna, Look what I have," His hypnotic voice drawing her from behind her hands.
"It's so pretty." She sniffed wiping her hands on her dress. He handed her a white handkerchief and she wiped her eyes.
"Anna, do you know who I am?" He asked rolling the crystal up his arm and around his fingers.
She shook her head as she watched the crystal. He smiled, "My name is Jareth," He said passing the crystal in front of her eyes. "Do you like my crystal?" She nodded wiping her nose again with the handkerchief he had given her. "Would you like to play with it?" He tucked a strand of her black silky hair behind her ear. She blushed and nodded. He handed the crystal to her. She cupped it in her tiny hands mesmerized by the light dancing off its surface.
"Now Anna, this is not a present for little girls who cry for their Nanas." He said turning her face towards his with his finger. "You can keep it, only if you do not cry anymore."
She nodded quickly, tears drying, "Ok."
With another snap of his fingers a small cherry wood rocking chair grew from the floor. He placed her there and returned to his brooding. Sighing he conjured his own crystal and looked carefully into it to see how far Kara had gotten.
"Six hours." I puffed while jogging along the outer wall of the labyrinth. I coughed as my feet stirred up the red dusty earth. I stopped to catch my breath and leaned against the wall. "Oh come on feet," I panted, "We can't stop now." I ran a hand through my dirty blonde hair; it was in my face and was making me a little nuts to be honest. I threw it roughly up into a ponytail and lashed it together with an elastic. "Alright!" I said smearing my hand over my dusty face, "Now, how on earth do I get into this creation anyway?"
I felt my way along the walls searching for an opening of some sort. Ahead I noticed a bend in the wall and what looked like a large wooden gate. At last! I bounded towards it, stirring up more red earth. But just as I reached it the gate had somehow become part of the wall again.
"What?" I gaped at the stone surface before me. A gust of wind assaulted me causing me to inhale more of my surroundings. "Blech!" I choked, iron and clay coating the inside of my mouth. I thought I heard the faint sound of his laughter on the wind. I scowled at the sky. I put my hands to my hips and said, "This was a gate a minute ago!" knowing full well how ridiculous it sounded out loud. I received no response to my claim. I rubbed my temples, I was wasting precious time. I reached out my hand to lean on the wall but my hand met with empty air! "WHA-?" I yelped as I fell through the wall and scraped my hands on the cobblestone floor of the labyrinth.
I hissed as I stood up to examine my hands. I wiped them on my jeans and looked at the wall behind me. Carefully this time I reached out and touched the stones before me. They were perfectly solid. I shook my head. I should have known that things would be backwards here. I looked down the two gray stone passages to my right and left. They were over grown with moss and half dead vines. They weren't architecturally sound at all, large round stones balance between small square ones precariously balanced, looked like they would fall down if pushed in the right direction; yet they seemed solid enough when I tried it.
" Eenie meenie minee moe…" I sighed as I turned left and began racing down the passage way in what I hope was the right direction.
