Authors Notes: Many thanks to all who have reviewed so far I never thought I'd get this many reviews when I started this.

It's strange to think that I'm even on chapter eight, because when I started I didn't really have many plans for this past chapter three really, but talking to my cousin and Lady Isithraide has given me new reason to hope that all may not be lost.

But I have to apologies for the updates, as soon as I post one chapter I start work on the next, and my own personal work has been keeping me busy, what with Spanish classes that I give and being a pot washer most evenings kind of doesn't give me much time to write but I will endeavor to write more!!

Oh and for those who like Isolde or Izzie as she is called I'm glad, she has been a friend since childhood and I don't know what I would have done without her support, this chapter is for her.

Oh and Lady Isithraide Wish your sister away and see how she would cope!!

Disclaimers: Well lets see yet again I don't own Jareth or Sarah or Toby, or any of the labyrinth wish I could at least borrow it I do however Own Izzie and Marisa and Mutt and Slin and Esmelda Whooot!!

Yeah… writing now…..

Isolde was worried, Jareth was not vengeful by nature but she believed that where this mortal girl was concerned he would be as vengeful as need be to hurt her, but what he didn't realize was where he would hurt her,

Sitting by her favorite lake in Jareth's castle grounds she allowed herself some time to bite her nails, a thing she had not done in twenty years, not since Bron.

He could not possibly know what he would do to the poor girl, how it would shatter her when she was rejected by him, after all she had been through.

But she knew better than to dissuade Jareth when it came to his schemes.

After all when he was only eighty five he had already dunked his first nanny in the bog six times and was starting on his second, and that was just when he was little.

"I have to do something, I will not see him ruin that poor girl, she'll be made a laughing-stock of, both here and above" She shook her head and brushed down her dress as she got up

Storming to the throne room she grabbed her brother by an ear and hauled him out of the throne

"OWW Izzie Stop!! whatever has got into you, your acting like a heathen… Isolde Stop, I beg you, if you don't my ear will never be the same"

"Its something mother should have done centuries ago, at least if she had you would not be contemplating this hideous course of action"

"We're back to Sarah again; you're just like Hogs-breath you seem to persist in telling me what is good for that girl"

"I only do it because no-one else dares speak up against you Jareth; if a sister cannot scold her younger brother then it is a sad state of affairs is it not"

"I am only getting a scolding because you don't approve dear sister, you should take into account what I suffered when she denied me all those years ago, maybe you should try seeing it from my perspective"

"Your perspective, that of a spoilt child, that of a sore looser, that of a…." she shook her head before turning to the few goblins that hadn't vanished at the start of her verbal tirade " your king and I are just having a conversation dears, please leave … or you'll get kicked out of the nearest window by my boot!"

The goblins took the hint and one even went as far as throwing himself out of the nearest window to which Jareth had to suppress a snort of laughter.

"Now Jareth how about you see it from her perspective"

"Why should I?" He huffed

Isolde gave the ear she was holding a nasty twist

"Heavens above Izzie Stop that"

"No! I will not be a part of what you intend to do to Sarah"

"I'm sure Bron is quite at his leisure to look for a wife now, I was so hoping that you'd give him a call, after all he should be getting out soon shouldn't he"

"Blackmail may work on your goblins as well as runners but it will not work on me" She gave his ear another twist

"Oh but… dear sister it is not a case of blackmail, it's a case of honesty, after all the date set for his release should be close to expiring, and we all know how fond he was of you, he gave me his word, but I could still revoke the need for it, which would leave you in a slight quandary.

"Father would be turning in his grave if he had one"

"Does what I have said shock you sister?"

"Not at all" and as if to illustrate that point she twisted his ear a little further.

"Enough Izzie I can stand it no longer I was just attempting to lighten the situation when I spoke about Bron"

"No you were mocking me! Admit it and I will let go of your ear"

"I will not admit it if I was not on the wrong"

"But you were and I can stand here twisting your ear for days... but we both have more interesting and time consuming things to be doing… So admit it."

"Isolde… Fine I admit it, but tell no-one" he shot her a wry smile

Isolde let go of her brother's ear and even went as far as to dust down his poet shirt in some attempt at an apology

"Sylve would have been 60 tomorrow Jareth"

Sighing Jareth sat down on his throne and pretended to be interested in the wood grain on the arm of his throne

"Lets not have an argument, tell me where she is"

"Why bother"

"She was a child when she said it Jareth, she knew no better"

"I expected better of her Isolde"

"Lost things can always be fond if you want to look hard enough for them" She smiled at her younger brother.

"Don't forget that Aunt and Uncle want to see you" she said with a frown that was as much as to say 'what have you done now?'

"No! Thank you dear sister, just what I need, to be reprimanded like some silly child… or worse a goblin"

"There are worse things than goblins Jareth"

"Like what?"

"You when you first ascended the throne, just in the midst of your teens and hell on legs…." Izzie said with a grin

He grinned back "I wasn't that bad"

"Yes you were"

"Stay for dinner?"

"I can't I have things to do and you have things to find, and the kingdom won't run itself"

"Did father make the right choice? I mean, they respect you they look up to you, they laugh at me behind my back and make jokes about me"

"They only respect me because I am not their monarch"

"Can I not just get rid of them?" He gave her his best puppy dog look

Izzie laughed "Yes dear and it wouldn't be the castle beyond the goblin city then would it, and you would not be the goblin king, you would just be some nondescript king and it would be the deadly boring uninhabited city"

It seemed to him that he needed to practice his puppy dog look

"I could get rid of myself" he added hopefully

Izzie shook her head "And then who would the throne go to, and knowing you 'getting rid of yourself' would be highly dramatic and very gory. who'll clean up after that? Not me that's for sure"

"You are a sensible one Izzie" said Jareth with a sad half-smile

"Someone has to be, Just promise me you'll find her one day… you have to for all our sakes" transforming into her Hawk shape she gave a loud cry and flew off, to leave Jareth wondering to whom she was referring.

Authors Note: Well there you are some more characters for you to ponder, Sylve's full Name is Sylvestra but that's all I'm giving away at the moment. Any Ideas you may have about her would be quite fun to read because I know who she is but its fun to hear your suspicions.

Anyway as always thank you for reading

GEFaF.