AN: OK this chapter, thanks to a reviewer, I shall try to stick to one point of view.
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Chapter Five
The dress she wears is beautiful, her dark hair is tied up in a high bun, with tiny crystals dripping off random strands. Sarah twirls in the giant mirror, admiring her exceptional beauty. She is excited, to go to a grand ball in a gorgeous gown. Who wouldn't be excited for that? But her mouth turns down in a frown, reminding herself the real reason for this event.
Sarah Williams is to be married to Jareth the Goblin King, to become his Queen. She does not want to marry him, but what else is there for her to do? She is now immortal, meaning she cannot age, or leave the Underground without Jareth wishing it, she is forever stuck in the Goblin City. It could be worse, she could have been turned into a goblin, or a poor slave girl. No, the king chose to take her for his queen. And in a way, she should be honoured.
Still the pain of losing her family haunts her. If Jareth had allowed her to see her parents and brother whenever she wanted, she would at least try to get along with him, try to love him, how a marriage should be. How could she love a man that kidnaps her away from everything she had. Even though he says he will give her everything she wants, he refuses to give her her family.
The judge had arrived, Jareth had told her before leaving to get himself ready. Sarah had nowhere to run anymore she realized, she was stuck in the place she so tried to forget about. She began to cry after he left, but luckily the maids had not yet put on her makeup.
Sarah walks around the room, waiting to be called down to the study where she is to be married to her immortal enemy. She thinks about all the things she has went through in this place, and comes to her final conclusion: This was not fair.
A knock sounds at the door, and three little woman goblins run in and grab her hands.
"It is time." One of them beams up at her.
"Why are you so happy?" She glares down at her. The goblin loses her smile, and explains.
"The master is so much more happy now that you are in his life. He has never been so happy and cheerful. The only other time was when he had that little babe with him, nine months ago. I guess having humans around him is a real picker-upper." The little lady goblins nod in agreement, and Sarah frowns down at them.
"You mean when I was in this world? That baby was my brother, and I was in the Labyrinth searching for him. You call him cheerful? He was a mean man that day, he still is."
The goblins look up at her in surprise. "Well, you have only been with him on his good days. Imagine all the other time. You are lucky. And maybe we are all lucky, because you truly are our saviour."
"Why do you call me that?"
"You made the master good again. He no longer yells for no reason, and he actual treats his workers well. In a way you saved us, even though we were not in any life threatening danger. He actually jokes around with us, like he did when he was a prince, and his father ruled." The fact that Jareth had a father startles Sarah. She does not question them any further, and thinks about what they have told her.
I have to stay here, she thinks to herself, but maybe I can do good. That is what I will do, I'll be a saviour, like these women say. I will try to stop all this slavery, and sexism, and for all I know racism. I won't just stand by, like Jareth thinks I will do. The role of Queen, comes with power, and I shall use that power.
The goblin ladies, one taking Sarah's hand, and the other two carrying the train of her dress, lead her down to the study. The dress is heavy, and the shoes are hard to walk in, but Sarah stays graceful with no apparent strain.
They step through the study's doorway, to see a man with jet black hair and glasses, wearing a brown suit, sitting behind Jareth's desk. In front of the desk are two chairs, the one on the right holding Jareth, who stands up when Sarah walks in the room. His jaw drops as he takes in her immense beauty, and her eyes widen as she scans his formal attire. He is wearing the same outfit that he wore to the magical ball nine months ago, as is she wearing her gown from the same night. His black coat shimmers with blue glitter and gems, and his blonde spiked hair is streaked the same colours as his eyes.
He steps forward and takes her hand from the goblin woman, and kisses it with his soft rosy lips. "You look prettier than an angel, my dear." He whispers as he kisses her cheek. He turns to the three small goblins and smiles. "My ladies, I have one last request."
"Anything master." They reply.
"I would like you all to be the witnesses to this royal wedding." He says this as he puts his arm around Sarah's waist. They squeal and nod their heads.
Jareth guides Sarah to their seats, as the goblins sit on a brown couch to the right of the desk.
"Sarah, this is Mr. Legolas." He smiles at her and she nods.
"Shall we begin?" He asks Jareth.
"Yes, let it be short and sweet." He replies as he stares at Sarah. Her heart begins to beat fast, and her stomach knots up.
Mr. Legolas opens his book, and begins to read.
"Love one another
But make not a bond of each other's love
Sing and dance together and be joyous,
But let each one of you be alone
Give your hearts
But not into each other's keeping
For only the hand of life
Can contain your hearts"
His words somehow sooth Sarah, and her stomach unties itself. She stares at the judge as he continues.
Finally, he gets to the big question.
"King Jareth, do you take Sarah Williams to be your wife? And also to become the Queen of your land?" Mr. Legolas peers up at him over his glasses, and Sarah turns to meet Jareth's eyes.
"I do." He simply states. Sarah's stomach does flip flops as her turn approaches.
"Sarah Williams, do you take King Jareth to be your husband? And to also become the Queen of his land?" Sarah's eyes widen as she stares at this judge. Her mind races over what to say, what to do. She sits in thought for moments.
Then Jareth puts his hand on her shoulder. "What are you thinking Sarah? You know what to say. Why are you stalling?"
Sarah brings her eyes up to meet his. "I do not want to marry you. But my will is not as strong as yours, or my kingdom as great. I will marry you, because I know I can never go back home. So, I shall become Queen of the Goblin City." She pauses, and takes a deep breath. "I do."
Jareth grins deeply, and they both turn to Mr. Legolas. "I now pronounce you husband and wife, King and Queen, you may kiss each other."
Jareth stands up, and takes Sarah's hands to join him. He stares into her eyes, and it seems like eternity to her. Slowly, carefully, Jareth inclines his head with hers, and presses his rosy mouth against her tender lips. The goblins and Mr. Legolas clap loudly as they kiss.
Jareth pulls back and smiles at his new bride. Sarah looks up at him in wonder, and asks, "Why are there no rings?"
"Because we do not use silly things to symbolize our love for each other here." Sarah nods her head. "Shall we go outside now, the Goblin City is waiting to meet their new Queen."
"Is it just to be goblins, at this so called reception?"
"No, I invited guests from the other worlds. Some are humans, some elves, hobbits, and giants." Sarah twitches her mouth, and Jareth puts his arm around her shoulder to lead her to the front room. He holds the door handle, and slowly opens it.
Sarah steps out the door, and a large eruption of loud cheering, shouting, and clapping stops her in mid step. The whole city, as far as she could see, was covered with people. She quickly turns around to bump into Jareth.
"I thought you said it was a *small* reception." She glares at him, embarrassed by a whole city staring at her.
"Yes well, I invited one world, and all the others got jealous. I couldn't leave one world out, I have to keep on good terms with everyone. We don't want a war to break out." He smiles at her, and leans down to kiss her passionately, pulling her against his chest. Everyone cheers louder as the newly wed couple embrace.
"What are we to do?" She asks me.
"In the town square there is a big area where we shall dance. And then all the other Kings will have to dance with you."
"Really? Why?"
"Yes, well… Sarah. I know you don't exactly like this arrangement, and you most likely will do something that will embarrass me in front of everyone… So I am going to make you a deal. If you act like a perfectly nice girl, no making trouble, I will not force myself upon you tonight." He stares intently down at her.
Great, she thinks, I wasn't even going to try to get away or anything. I was actually going to try to act the part of the bride tonight.
"Umm, how about all week?" She tries pushing her luck.
"No, only tonight. I can not last another night without you. Even tonight… I will not make you do anything, but I do demand that we sleep in the same bed."
"I guess so…" Sarah sighs.
"Come, he whispers in her ear, let us have our first dance." They walk down the few steps and through the crowd, which parts as they approach. They get to the designated dance area, and the music starts playing.
…As such a sad love
Deep in your eyes,
a kind of pale jewel
Open and closed within your eyes
Ill place the sky within your eyes…
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Chapter Five is complete and it is 1:30 in the morning. Finally, they are married. BUT this story is not over with yet. They are married, but they are not yet in love. I still got a couple chapters left in me.