Well here is Chapter 18. I started to work on it after I took Test 2 in MCM 100 and was only in class for 30 mins. The test wasn't that hard. He went on about us taking it in 30 mins last time, well we can't help it. The test is short, like 25 questions, and if you know something it doesn't take you long to take the test. So I had about 90 mins, well I got out at 9:59 am and let myself have till 11, to kill. Of course I read what I needed for ENG 271, since I knew I was going to have a quiz or something.

Then when I got to ENG 271, my professor came in and gave us a choice. Stay and cover what we needed or go home. Well guess which one won. So I got home an hour or so early.

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Chapter 18

The castle was in an uproar. Goblins were running everywhere, carrying all sorts of things. Dwarves were carrying to and placing flowers in the Royal Chapel. As all the servants and what subjects that could be trusted began to decorate for the wedding, which was to be held in two days in the early morning, Jareth lounged across his throne. There was nothing for him to do. Already his tailor had made his wedding attire. So he only had to wait and of course stay out of the way.

On the other hand, Sarah, with Psyche, was meeting the seamstress. He knew the seamstress could not be happy about having to create a wedding gown on such short notice, but Jareth knew she would be able to pull it off. After all she had created the ball gown for Sarah's dream as she ran the Labyrinth in less time. Gods, hopefully Sarah's taste had changed since then. She needed something different. Something more grown up. Something that would go well with his attire. Something that really showed her body well. Slowly a smirk began to appear on his face.

"Jareth, get your mind off of Sarah."

Jareth shook his head and looked over at Eros, whom had just entered the throne room. "How did you know?"

"The look on your face. Now, stop thinking about getting her out of a gown she doesn't even have yet." Eros walked over to him. "Of course you also realize she has to spend tonight and tomorrow night in another room, so your chambers can be prepared for the wedding night."

"That is not a good enough reason for me to move her."

Eros placed his hands on his hips. "What do you mean?" He glared at Jareth. "No matter what happened last night, you need to do this right. She has to be moved to another chamber. Actually more so."

Jareth sighed. Of course, he was right. Quickly he conjured a crystal and tossed it to the floor. After a few moments, Agatha came into the throne room. She stopped before the throne, a hair from the pit before it as Eros lowered his hands.

Agatha curtsied before him. "You wished to see me, Your Majesty."

Jareth nodded. "Agatha, you are to move Lady Sarah from the East suite to the West suite."

"Actually, Jareth, you need to move her to the South suite. That way your grandmother and I can watch her."

Jareth looked at his grandfather and glared. He then returned his gaze to Agatha. "Move her to the South suite."

"Very well, Your Majesty." Agatha curtsied again. She then left the room.

After she was gone, Jareth turned to his grandfather. "Happy now?"

Eros smiled. "Very much."

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Sarah stood on a small pedestal as the seamstress measured her. She looked at her self in the mirror. The seamstress had placed in her a plain white strapless gown with an A lined skirt.

"I don't think this is the right one."

The seamstress glanced up at her. "Oh, don't worry, M'Lady. This is only the bottom layer of the gown. It will look much different when I'm finished."

Psyche moved closer. "We need something simple and elegant, but it also has to compete with what ever my grandson is going to wear, which makes it harder."

The seamstress nodded. "It will be lovely and not over do the king. I know exactly he plans to wear. I saw it once Eneas had finished it. So I can be sure that it will go perfectly with it, but also make it where she is the main focus."

Psyche nodded. "If anyone can do it, it is you, Penelope."

The physically old woman rose from her knees. "Thank you, Your Grace."

Sarah glanced at herself in the mirror again. "Just don't please make the peach dream gown."

Penelope laughed. "Don't worry, M'lady. I won't. You have gown since then and that gown now would not work for you."

Psyche nodded. "Yes, that's true." She glanced at a clock on the wall. "Are we finished?"

"Yes, Your Grace. I have everything I need."

"Well then come on, Sarah. Let's get you out of that. I want to see what flowers those two have chosen."

Sarah genteelly lifted the skirt up and walked down off the pedestal. She walked behind a screen where with Psyche's help she undressed and redressed in the gown she had on earlier. The two women left Penelope as she began to work on Sarah's wedding gown.

Psyche led Sarah to the Royal Chapel, which had been transformed with peach and apple blossoms. Sarah looked around the room. "I don't think we need to worry about the flowers."

Psyche nodded. "It seems so."

The two women walked out of the Royal Chapel. As they walked towards the throne room, Psyche stopped. Sarah did as well.

"Sarah, I should warn you. You may not know what to do tomorrow. I doubt weddings are done as we do them anymore. Just follow Jareth. He'll know."

Sarah nodded. "But could you give me an idea of what to expect tomorrow?"

"I think it is mostly like your traditional wedding. If there is any part of it you don't understand, just follow him. Of course, I'll be there in the morning. If only Helen could be here."

"Helen?"

Psyche looked at her. "Helen of Troy. Your mother."

"My mother was Helen of Troy?"

"Well yes. Homer was right about some things, but off on others."

"My mother was "the face that launched a thousand ships"?"

"Yes, and you look very much like her."

"I can't believe it."

"I thought Jareth had told you."

"He only told me my mother was a demigod, not who she was. Now everything makes sense."

"Sarah, the war didn't start the way it is said to have. Your mother was kidnapped from Sparta and dragged to Troy against her will. She prayed for those ten years to end the war. No one listened to her."

"Oh."

Psyche shook her head. "I'll get on him, well actually that's your job now isn't it." She smiled. "I will of course help to keep him in line, but it mostly has to be you."

"Oh, don't worry I'll get on him about when I see him."

"Actually, it might be better if I seeing as you won't see him until the wedding."

"But it's two days away?"

"Wait, what the limit for you?"

"A day at least."

"Well for us it is at least two days. So I'll get on him when I see him." Psyche began to walk forward. Now come I am to take you to your new chambers."

"My new chambers?"

"Yes, you can't stay in those any longer. After all no one stays in the kings chambers before one gets married. I still don't understand why he had you in there."

"You mean I was in his rooms the entire time?"

Psyche stopped and turned to face her. "Why yes. Didn't you know?"

"No, but since I'm letting you have the thing about my mom, can I have this one."

Psyche smiled. "Of course. Now we must hurry. You need to be in your chambers before Jareth decides to leave the throne room."

Sarah followed Psyche as she led her to another suite. They stopped before the doors.

Psyche turned to her. "Another reason you need to be moved is, those rooms need to be changed. I doubt you two will have separate chambers. So Jareth will stay in the East suite as his rooms are redecorated for the two of you."

"Who is doing that?"

"It's done by magic. Now if you need anything, Eros and I are right across the hall. Remember don't leave these rooms. Jareth can't see you and you can't see him. We're going to have to watch him extra hard to be sure that he doesn't use his crystal to watch you."

"What?"

"Something else for you to get on him about, my dear." Psyche opened the doors. "I'll come inside with you to help you settle. We will then have dinner and then you'll be alone."

Sarah walked in with Psyche behind her. The rooms had very much the same layout as the rooms she had been in, Jareth's, had, but the room was in creams and ivories. She turned towards Psyche. "I have a feeling this is supposed to be the bridal suite."

"Well yes. The castle is magic. So once Jareth had you moved, it made the room exactly what we needed. He won't be too happy to find tonight he won't be able to enter his chambers."

"I guess he won't but he hasn't been in them for awhile now."

"Oh, I know, but it will do him some good now."

Suddenly a sound came from the balcony. Psyche glanced over at Sarah. "Something is not right." She moved towards the opened doors. "Sarah, get out."

Sarah looked from the doors to Psyche. "What?"

Suddenly a figured appeared on the balcony. The figured morphed a bit more and turned into a man. Slowly he entered the room.

"Well, so that idiot step son has finally brought the Winner of the Labyrinth back. And has refused my summons because of it. And now I come to find he is marrying her without bringing her to Court."

Sarah backed towards the doors as Psyche stood her ground.

"You are not the High King, Achilles. You never have been."

"It doesn't matter if you know. Everyone else believes it. But they would allow him to take it after me before my own son. Well he'll come if I have his weakness."

Suddenly the room got darker. Sarah glanced at Psyche.

Psyche glared at Achilles. "You pay for everything you have done to my family."

He gave an evil smirk. "Now after centuries you are threatening me. Come come, Psyche. Haven't you waited long enough? How is it my fault what happened? Why not blame that husband of yours? He didn't protect the arrows as well as he should have."

Sarah glanced over at Psyche again as she backed farther towards the door. He turned his glaze to her. "Where do you think your going? Wait I know you."

Psyche stepped in between them. "You have no right to be here, Achilles."

"I have every right. I am the High King."

"No, you are an imposter."

He looked past her at Sarah. "Ah, so your Helen's daughter. She's been after me for years to allow you to come here. Of course she would never do what I asked for me to allow you here, but it seems you did it on your own." He looked back at Psyche. "You mean nothing to me. You and your husband are relics. We have no need for Gods here."

Sarah's back was to the door. She reached back to grab hold of the knob.

"Well, it's been nice to see you, mother-in-law, but we have to be going."

Suddenly he raised a hand. For Sarah the world went dark.

Well there you go. Achilles has made his appearance. Now I have to do another article summary for ENG 271 so chapter 19 may take awhile. Also I have to start studying for my Middle Ages Exam, too. It's coming up. I do have another test coming up in MCM 100, but not for a while. I have another project I have to work on. I so need to email my friend from high school my questions.

So please review my dears. I'll do my poor best to bring you all chapter 19 as soon as I can.