Well here is Chapter 17. I'm sorry you had to wait awhile for this chapter, but I was working on the Halloween story. Now that it's finished, I can come back to this story. Also, if you didn't go read the Halloween story I wrote. I have posted on my profile my next story idea, Twitter Me This.

Oh, about chapter 16. If you thought, it was too graphic, sorry. I used the work of Christine Feehan as a bases for the chapter. She is sorta that way, but she is not erotic. So read one of her books. I read her Dark Series mostly, but chapter 16 mostly came from the Lair of The Lion.

Thanks for the reviews and enjoy.

Chapter 17

Slowly Jareth opened his eyes. The sun was just beginning to rise. He glanced over at Sarah, who was still curled up beside him sound a sleep. He smiled and conjured a blanket to cover her. He then rose out of bed and quickly bathed. Jareth dressed as he glanced over at Sarah. He knew she wouldn't be up for awhile, but he couldn't leave her. So he laid down beside her and gently began to wake her as he cleaned the blood from her thighs.

Sarah snuggled deeper under the cover. "Five more minutes."

"Precious, I have to go."

Sarah blinked open her eyes. "Morning."

Jareth smiled. "Morning."

Sarah yawned and stretched, under the covers. "What time is it?"

"It's early. You can go back to sleep. I just wanted to let you I'm not leaving you on purpose. I would love to lie in bed with you all day, but I have to go."

Sarah sat up, holding the blanket to her chest. "Why do you need to get up so early?"

"I'm the king. My day starts as soon as the sun rises."

"Ok. What do we do about Agatha?"

Jareth smirked. "Don't worry about her. She won't find anything from last night."

"Mmm, k."

Jareth got off the bed, leaned over, and kissed her. "I'll see you at lunch. I think my grandmother won't mind that you and I have it together today."

Then he walked out into the sitting room and into his study. No longer did he need to worry about the time line that Achilles had given him, too much. She was his. But they still needed to get married, but it was no longer required. As long as she was his and agreed to married him, then Achilles bargain had been met. He walked over to the windows and looked out at his kingdom. He still had to ask her to marry him. Would she agree? Or would she refuse him yet again?

He would need to wait for Eros. For once, he wanted his grandfather's advice. Jareth walked over to his desk. There wasn't a request from Achilles demanding he come to court, yet, but he knew it would be there before the end of the day. He sat in his chair and began to think of the best ways to ask Sarah to be his wife, his queen.

XOXOX

Sarah still sat on the bed. She couldn't go back to sleep, so she went over to her wardrobe and quickly put on a nightgown. She glanced over at the bed and found no proof she had lost her innocence. Sarah smiled as she walked over to the closed balcony doors. She didn't open them, stood watching the sunrise through the windowpanes in the door.

She turned as Agatha came into the room.

"Agatha, could you get a bath ready for me this morning, please?"

Agatha looked at her. "Of course. I'll be right back with your breakfast. The bath will be prepared as you eat."

Sarah continued to watch the sun, until Agatha came back with her breakfast and two goblins.

"It's too cold out there for you to eat on the balcony." She gestured to the two goblins with her. "These two will bring the table inside."

Sarah moved and allowed the strong goblins to bring in the table and a chair into the room in front of the balcony doors. Once the table had been set down, Agatha dressed and placed Sarah's breakfast upon it.

"There you go, M'Lady. I hope you enjoy it."

Sarah sat at the table and at her breakfast in silence as Agatha and the goblins prepared her bath. After she had finished, the goblins left and Agatha cleaned up the room, as she soaked in the warm water in the tub. When Sarah finally got out of the bath, Agatha helped her to dress.

Sarah looked at herself in the mirror. "Agatha, could you do me a favor?"

"Of course, M'lady."

"Could you see if Psyche is up? Tell I need to see her."

"Of course, M'lady."

Agatha left the room. Sarah walked out into the sitting room to wait for Psyche and Agatha to return. She needed some womanly advice, and who better to ask than the wife of Eros, the God of Love.

XOXOX

Jareth sat in his chair with his feet propped up on his desk. Still no word from Achilles. He didn't know if that was a good or a bad thing. On most days, by now he was have a request, well demand, on his desk. Something didn't feel right, but he just shook it off. He glanced at the door that led to the corridor as his grandfather entered.

"Why didn't you or Sarah come to dinner last night?"

Jareth turned towards the windows. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you advice, but we made other plans."

Eros looked at him. "Ahmm. I think I know what those plans were. Me and your grandmother had similar ones when he realized that you two weren't going to show up."

He turned back towards his grandfather. "That was too much information."

Eros smiled. "Of course it was, but it got your attention. So have you asked her yet?"

Jareth sighed. "No. We both pretty much slept the entire night. And this morning she wasn't really awake for me to ask her."

Eros sighed as he took his seat in the chair in front of the desk. "You need to ask her, Jareth. What day is today?"

"Day eleven."

"So you have two days to get a wedding ready?"

"I plan to ask her at lunch."

"Well that's good, but I think you need to start on preparing."

"Actually, I did that back when she was running the Labyrinth."

"Smart boy. So what's left to do?"

"Her dress. Flowers"

"The dress, well that has to be her choice. I think the flowers won't be too hard. Do you know her favorite flower?"

"It's peach blossom."

Eros looked at him. "Really. Well use those with some apple blossoms. I think that would look lovely. Of course, go over it with Sarah and your grandmother. It may have to be fast, but we'll make it look wonderful."

"I know, but I don't know how she'll feel when she finds out why we have to marry so quickly."

"Leave that to your grandmother."

"I'm leaving a lot to her already."

"Then keep doing it. She knows more about what's going on than you do."

XOXOX

Sarah glanced at Psyche. She had told her everything from last night. The goddess sat sipping tea.

"Did I do something wrong?'

Psyche lowered her teacup and smiled. "No dear, actually Jareth is much like his grandfather and father. But I need to tell you something?"

"Yes."

"You know about Jareth saying he would only marry the girl who defeated the Labyrinth?"

"Yes."

"Well you've been here for eleven days now. He has to marry you in two days. But what Jareth doesn't know is that he doesn't have to as he is the High King."

"He's going to ask me at lunch isn't he?"

"I would think so. Have you thought about it?"

"Not really, but after last night."

Psyche smiled again. "I can see it in your eyes. Sarah, you can't tell him about his being the High King. It's not time yet, but if you are ready…"

"Say yes."

Psyche placed her teacup back on the table in front of her and smiled. "Those two are probably off somewhere already planning it. Eros knows what I know, but he'll go along with Jareth."

Sarah smiled. "What about my dress?"

"Oh, don't worry. He'd have left that to you." Psyche looked at her. "I know that because I got onto him about the dress in the dream."

"Actually, I liked it then, but now well, it's not my style."

Psyche nodded. "Yes, that's true."

Sarah sighed and leaned back into the sofa. "So I have to sit here and wait for him to ask him?"

"Yes, don't worry. I have a feeling he may make noon come a lot faster."

XOXOX

Jareth paced beside the beautifully laid table sat inside the rose garden. Agatha was bringing Sarah. He had hidden this garden from her. This was the garden he had created, with the help of Hoggle, for her. There were red, pink, yellow, orange, white, and lavender roses; each with their perfect meaning. Red of course for the love, pink for grace, elegance, and joyfulness, yellow for joy and friendship, orange for desire and enthusiasm, white for honor and reverence, and lavender for enchantment and love at first sight. Each color in this garden represented them.

Jareth stopped when he heard the iron gate open and turned to greet Sarah. Sarah walked out in a pale off the shoulder gown. She hadn't seen him yet, as she was looking at the flowers around her. When she finally noticed him, she smiled.

"Why haven't you shown me this before?"

Jareth smiled. "Because it was a secret." He gestured towards the table. "Come, Lunch is waiting."

Sarah walked over to the table and looked at it. Jareth moved back over to the table. He already knew it was covered in rose petals from the roses around them. He stood watching Sarah as she continued to look at the table.

"Why did you go through all this trouble?"

"It's no trouble at all."

Sarah looked up at him. She frowned slightly, but glanced past him. "Jareth, what's going on?"

"Nothing, Sarah." He pulled out one of the two chairs. "Please have a seat."

Sarah sat in the pulled out chair. Jareth pushed it in and then took his seat. She gave him an odd look, but placed her napkin into her lap.

The two ate their lunch in almost complete silence. The only sound the sound of the wind going through the rose bushes. Jareth was nervous. He didn't know where to begin and it seemed Sarah hadn't a clue. Jareth sighed as he rested his fork and knife on his plate. He glanced at her. She seemed not to notice what he was doing. He reached into the pocket of his coat. The ring slipped from his fingers. When had they become so sweaty?

When he finally got hold of the ring, he lifted out of his coat pocket, but didn't place it in sight of Sarah. He then magically transported it into her Peach Trifle. He gingerly ate at his, while he watched her begin to eat hers.

XOXOX

Sarah glanced over at Jareth. She had been waiting for him to ask her ever since she had come into the garden, but he hadn't done a thing. He didn't seem to want to talk or anything. She noticed that he had reached into his coat pocked and almost smiled. He was nervous. It was so cute. She wondered over when he would ask her, as she began to eat her part of the Peach Trifle.

Suddenly she had to stop. Something was in the trifle. She spit it out into her napkin. As she lowered her napkin, Sarah glanced at what she had spit out. There sitting ever so pretty was a ring. Now this wasn't just any ring, well ok, it was just a ring of gold with a large emerald on the top. Sarah looked up at Jareth. So that's how he was going to do it? She almost smiled, but instead smirked.

"So what's this? A part of the trifle I didn't know about?"

Jareth glanced over at her. "What do you mean?"

Sarah lifted the ring out of the napkin. "Is there something you want to talk to me about?"

Jareth looked at the ring and then at her. He swallowed. "Yes."

Sarah smiled. "The answer's yes, Jareth."

Jareth reached over and kissed her. He pulled back a bit and the dragged her into his lap. Sarah giggled, and then began to kiss him, while he slipped his ring on to her finger.

Well there it is. After days of waiting, you all have the next chapter. This thing was almost six completely pages typed. Ah, I'm tired. So I hope enjoyed it and review.