Annnnnnd, back on track! Sorry about that long, useless, pretty irrelevant chapter! Unfortunately, this one is pretty short :c
On a side note, if anyone has any ideas for what should happen next, for example, running into a different Labyrinth character/group, feel free to throw in some suggestions ;D I was wondering about having her find someone other than Hoggle or Jareth, but I can't decide who or what :c
And an update on the status of the cover image for this story? It is completely finished and looks REALLY awesome~! My lovely woman went all out and made it look quite fabulous~! We just need to scan it and then post it to the story somehow! ;w;
Anywhom, Please Enjoy!
I turned slightly, pressing closer to the warmth next to me that I seemed to be leaning against. As the feeling returned to my body I released a soft breath, apparently against my support as it gave a small shiver. I nuzzled closer, mistaking that support for something else.
"You're quite affectionate in your sleep, my dear...~"
I squeaked, jumping at the sound, eyes snapping open as I pushed away, scrambling back as my heart raced inside my chest. I stared at the King, sitting on the ground with his back against the wall of the tunnel, legs crossed as he softly smirked back at me. He has set his hand on his knees before rising up to his feet, stepping closer to me as he bent down enough to offer me a hand to get up.
Moving away, I used the opposite wall to heave myself up, body aching and filled with a soreness I hadn't thought possible. To hide my blush, I began dusting myself off, having realized that he must have found a way to sit down with me and then kept me in his lap as I slept...wasting my valuable time and letting my freedom slip further and further away.
"No I'm not," I blatantly denied, my defense ignored as he let it slip by. I hadn't known he'd moved closer and reached over to 'help' get something off of me, as his approach had been coming from the left side; my blind spot.
I yelped as his hand suddenly came into view, reacting quickly and shoving him away out of reflex, aiming to move his hand, but instead making contact with his chest, pushing with my palm. He hardly moved an inch, barely even becoming off-balance, but it was more than enough for me to panic and back away. He hadn't even got the chance to put in a single word before I took off as quickly as my lazy, wounded body could take me, trying to find an exit out of the tunnel and away from any more possible run-ins with the Goblin King.