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Chapter 19: The King and I

"Professor?" Sarah stepped in and took a seat by the computer terminal that she usually sat at. "Is there anything you wish me to do today?"

The professor seemed to study Sarah for a moment before saying, "My brother continues to surprise even me. Corindel was right. You are extra ordinary for a human girl."

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Sarah plopped into her office chair looking up into the amused professor's eyes.

"H. . how?"

"Close your mouth, child. You'll catch flies that way," the professor said with a slight chuckle. "Now then. Jareth wants me to train you in Fae politics and etiquette. I wasn't too happy when he had asked but the dear boy can be a bit caustic in his comments."

Sarah tried to wrap her mind around the fact that she had been around another Fae and didn't realize it. "How do you know Jareth?"

"Why didn't he tell you? I'm his sister Kassiya or rather half sister. Corindel is my son."

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Sarah returned to her dorm a bit confused and confuddled. 'Talk about redneck relations. Jareth and Corindel are cousins and yet are uncle and nephew. Ewwww. . . . ' she thought as she gathered her books for the a study group.

'To think that Jareth's father had an affair with a Dark Fae and she didn't want him. It does explain a few things,' she thought as she wandered down the oak paneled study room.

She pulled out her journal and started writing.

Dear Jareth,

Why can't I have a normal life? Why is it every time I turn around I'm running into one of your relatives? I now know you have a half sister who is the mother of your cousin Cory. Talk about a convoluted family tree.

I really can't complain. You are you and I wouldn't have it any other way.

On a different note, Becka finally dumped Brad and is seeing a new guy. He thinks he's God's Gift to Women. Boy, talk about ego, but she's all over him. At least, she's finally got the hint to leave me alone. She's finally decided I'm a lost cause in trying to hook me up with anyone.

Anyways, she's talking about going out for lead in the next stage production. I wish her luck.

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"Hey! Earth to Sarah! Get your mind out of the clouds!" Becka called.

"It's not her mind I'm worried about," called Alec Barnes, Becka's new fling. The guy was alright, if you were into tall Cro-Magnon with raven black hair and stormy grey eyes. Granted, the guy had a body that wouldn't quit with washboard abs and would give Fabio a run for his money, but he just didn't compare to a certain Fae King.

Sarah glared at Alec. "Oh just stop it," she growled.

"Sarah, don't mind him. So what did the crazy loon want you to do this time?" Becka asked.

"The Professor isn't a crazy loon and she wanted me to file some paperwork," Sarah said with a shrug as she settled into a seat. "So what play are you guys studying this time?" She looked around at the room then back at the pair.

Becka held up a familiar, well at least to Sarah's eyes, book with the word 'LABYRINTH' in gold lettering embossed on it. "Don't look at me. I didn't pick it. I'm trying out for the princess. Alec is going for the Goblin King."

Sarah shuddered. "You aren't going to say those words are you?"

Alec sneered as he flipped through the pages, "What words? Hmm. . . Let's see. . ."

Becka's eyes widen as she looked at Sarah then back to Alec. "Oh shit! You don't think? But it's a play."

Alec looked up, and replied, "Huh? Look Becka, what's going on? Didn't you tell the professor that this was a good play and it would be fun to do?"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

Alec grumbled at Becka, who stuck out her tongue at him.

"What gets me is all this fantasy stuff. I know the girls drool all over it but it's a bunch of bull, if you ask me.

"Shut up Alec. No one's asking you. It's a good play. The art director is very keen on performing it."

"Aw crap Becka! What person in their right mind would say 'I wish the goblins would come and take you away, right now!' and believe. . ." Alec whined as the lights in the room went out.

Sarah winced as lightening cracked outside the window and a peal of thunder echoed across the night sky. Inside goblins giggled in the corners as the lights in the dorm building went out. 'He just had to say it in front of me, didn't he?' Sarah fumed. 'Of course, Jareth is always listening in. This has the disaster written all over it.'

"WHAT WAS THAT!?" Alec shouted as a shadowed dashed across the floor.

Sarah sighed as she turned to the double doors that lead to the outside. She knew what's coming. She had warned Becka repeatedly that Jareth was real, but she totally forgot her lesson last year. Fingering her key necklace, Sarah felt it grow warm.

A flash of lightening and a grey and white owl flew into the room, circling it once before transforming into a tall blonde man in black. The Goblin King had arrived. Alec jumped back, knocking their chairs over as another crack of lightening flashed behind the tall Fae.

Jareth dressed in his black outfit with the high collar and tattered silk cloak stepped into the room with a sneer. Sarah rolled her eyes as she moved out of the way. She wasn't about to say or do anything this time.

Jareth stopped to look Sarah in the eye. She lifted her chin as she kept her face emotionless. They stared at each other for a moment.

"Dude! Nice entrance!" Alec said, being very clueless on the danger he was in. "You just got to teach me that."

Breaking eye contact with Sarah, Jareth walked over to the table as he slid onto it, he picked up the play book and flipped through it. "Through dangers unto told and heartships unnumbered. . ." he slammed the book shut and with a flick of the wrist he let it fall from his hand.

"Wait a moment, where's Becka?" Alec asked looking around. "What's goin' on? who's this guy?" Then it dawned on him. "You're him! Crap! YOU ARE THE FRICKIN' GOBLIN KING!"

Sarah burst into laughter.

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In the castle beyond the Goblin City, a loud mind piercing scream echoed and re echoed.

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I know this is short. Forgive me. --GF