"King Jareth. Queen May. What are you doing down here?" A goblin guard asked. May folded her arms as the goblin addressed her.
"I'm here to see my prisoners." He replied
"But you said that the Queen wasn't allowed down her in the dungeon." The guard replied.
"And now I'm saying she is." Jareth said while breezing past the guard.
"My King. There has been a tiny problem about the prisoners." the guard said while running back to catch up with Jareth.
"And what would that be?" He asked.
"They've escaped." May said while staring at the empty jail cells.
"How did they escape?" Jareth asked with anger in his voice.
"I don't know…" the guard replied. Jareth kicked the goblin.
"Well, find out." Jareth said.
"All I know is that a couple of days ago they started to blame the Queen for all of their troubles." the goblin mumbled as he exited the dungeon.
"They're just like everyone else…" May said while leaning against the stone wall. "One mistake, and I'm the bad guy…" She slowly fell down so that she was sitting on the ground. "I didn't mean to-" She interrupted herself as she slammed a fist against the wall.
Jareth fought the urge to embrace her. "May, I hate to interrupt. But since they are technically freed, I would like to know how you knew so much about me and this land." Jareth said while hanging the prison key on the wall.
"I'm not in the mood, Jareth." May said while bringing her knees to her chest.
"You know how i feel about you, but you made a promise. You can't abuse that." Jareth bent down to be at eye level with her. The girl raised her head, tears were trailing down her face.
"How do you feel?" She asked. Her huge eyes were watery, Jareth wanted nothing more than to express his emotions, however that would only give her more ammunition while he currently had none.
"Don't change the subject." Jareth said while placing his hand on her cheek. He expected her to swat it away, or raise her leg and kick him to the ground. However she did nothing.
"It was a book." She almost whispered. "When I was a child, my babysitter would tell me the story of the Goblin King." May readjusted herself so that she was sitting on her knees. "It was the only story I ever wanted to hear." She reached out and held Jareth's hand. She took a long pause. "I didn't know that the book was actually a diary…"
May continued to stare at Jareth's hand, "I didn't know that Sarah was only retelling the adventure…" May looked up at Jareth but quickly turned away when she saw how his eyes widened at the mention of Sarah.
"You knew Sarah-" Jareth mumbled.
"I'm done talking about this." May let go of Jareth's hand and stood up.
"Wait, you need to tell me more." Jareth was now standing in front of May, blocking her from the stairway.
"I promised that I would tell you how i knew about this place. It was a diary, that Sarah would read us every weekend. We knew it from front to back-"
"We?" Jareth asked. May covered her face.
"Please don't make me explain." She whimpered, Jareth watched as the woman that once tried to drive an axe through him without any regret, begged him not to ask any questions. Jareth wrapped his arms around her, and to his surprise she mimicked his action.
"I need to know eventually." he whispered. Her fingers dug deep into his back as he spoke.
"Please…" She placed her hands on both sides of his face. A look of fear and panic on her face. An expression that Jareth had dream of not so long ago, now made him uneasy. "I'll do anything, I'll stay here forever, I'll be obedient and kind, I'll speak sweetly to you, I'll love you, I'll fuck you, I'll be completely yours." May pulled down on his head so that their lips touched. "Just please don't make me explain…"
Jareth stared down at the desperate woman and released her from his embrace.
"No." He watched as May's heart sank and her sadness was replaced by rage.
"Why! Isn't this what you wanted! An obedient toy you could play with whenever you wanted!"
"Of course it isn't. I want it to be real!" Jareth exclaimed.
"If I explain… It will never be real."
"I need to know, May." May bite her lip as her face turned red from her tears.
"The We was myself and her son." Jareth's heart sank knowing that Sarah had made a family. "And her son grew up to give me this." She pulled out a gold ring, and at that moment Jareth remembered the wedding dress hanging in May's closet.
May was crying loudly as she gripped onto the small object. Jareth pulled her in close and let her take her time.
"I couldn't do it though… I was eighteen, I knew that I loved him…" Jareth felt a bit of anger rise in him. "But I couldn't marry him. I left him at the altar… and then… then he…"
May pushed Jareth off of her as she wiped away her tears.
"I killed them both!"