Jarreth was frustrated to find out that the trolls had taken to his idea of being love experts. Worse still, was being subjected to years worth of them convincing themselves. Jarreth had wondered why people attended frightfully silly and stupid plays and comedies. As his boredom grew however, he began to understand the appeal. He would watch the trolls play act these silly, love-experts while raising a human boy who thought he was a reindeer and a reindeer boy that thought he was a human. A guilty pleasure if there ever was one.
Even more entertaining was when the ice princess became ice queen. Of course he didn't see that, but he did see the trolls, happily wandering in summer fields suddenly completely hidden by snow. It didn't take him too long to piece things together. Magic outbursts are very common when one first starts using one's skill. Control comes with practice. Some part of Jarreth was proud to see his sisters child, easily surpassing his father's gift. His father, he begrudgingly admitted, would be proud too.
And an Ice Castle! In a day! Jarreth wondered how many books on architecture she had read while in isolation. Sure, he had built the castle in the Goblin city in the same time frame, but carefully developing his skills. But the surprises did not stop there. The most impressive one was that the Trolls did something right. The other princess came to see the love experts. Jarreth could not believe his eyes.
And then, suddenly, he could. The Old Troll actually told the girl an act of true love was the only way to melt the freeze. The trolls had clearly been pretending for too long. With a sigh exasperation, he vanished, appearing in the camp itself. After making inquiries about the injury, Jarreth took off again, following the deep freeze to the heart of the problem. It was rare that Jarreth went fully invisible. He preferred a range of other disguise and subterfuge techniques. For this, he made an exception. The younger girl was sporting a curse that posed a very real threat. Currently, she was running to intercept a sword aimed at the elder sister.
Jarreth worked fast. He shattered the sword just before it could shatter the now frozen hellion. He put a ward around her which burst out from her, knocking the assailant down. Then an orb of heat was propelled into her chest. After a few tense moments, the girl began to thaw.
Jarreth wanted to throw someone when, after embracing, the girl attributed her sister's thawing on an act of true love. Not that he wanted the recognition, but he felt like he needed to scrub himself after being cited as some cupid like character, reversing spells in the name of love. But, this did seem to give the girl some modicum of confidence in her ability to control her powers. Jarreth helped her melt the frost, and make sure people that were on the now frosted ocean ended up somewhere solid before melting everything. Once everything was under control, Jarreth took a few moments to watch the sister's interact. With all the magic in the air, he was given a rare moment of camouflage from the girls.
He could see his Fern easily in both of the girls. The elder was regal and poised like Fern, but the younger one, her attitude was entirely Fern. The elder one had a reserve Fern never had, but he could see the same sense of mischief peaking out from behind her reserve on occasion.
Satisfied that he had done his job, he removed himself before the eldest took notice of him. He stopped by the trolls giving them strict instructions to relay any new developments and berated them for the silly idea of being love experts. Having done that, he sat in his throne room and laughed. It was the greatest entertainment he had in a few lifetimes. The goblins stayed far from their king that day. The cavernous halls echoed with his laughter and projected it out into the city. Even for goblins it was unnerving. Their king was quite mad.
Hello friends,
This story has actualized its purpose: established a familial connection between Elsa and Jarreth. As it has done so, it has reached it's conclusion. There might, however, be a sequel in the mix. I've developed a few interesting Theories about Labyrinth. I have one that might be pre Sarah, and another that might be post Sarah. Be on the look out. I may try to come up with a proposal for each, and let reader interest decide which one I write. Then again, I might also venture out into re-writing romances as horror stories.