"Would that be legal for us to convict her? She did commit treason against the High King. Shouldn't she be convicted by Zarek himself?" Cassandra asked.

Troy poured some honey and ginger tea for his wife and new parents. His mother was back in their kingdom, continuing her reign as regent since she was good at ruling. They decided on two punishments, the first punishment was to not have any suitors until after he and Cassandra were ready to take the throne since Ina acted with jealousy and vainness over targeting Cassandra. The other punishment was to limit her magic so that she could only use it to protect and serve Anterian, at least until Cassandra and Troy became official rulers. This was to punish her for taking control of Troy by using his true name instead of letting him truly growing to be the king he was meant to be.

And now, they had to figure out what to do with Molpe. Jareth looked ecstatic to finally let that little whore get what she deserved.

"Thank you Troy." Sarah thanked him for pouring her tea. "Cassie, it is true, but we can't get him to do anything reasonable. It would seem that he's too much under her spell."

The older queen took a sip of her tea and rocked Prince Toby in his cradle at the same time. "I have an idea. Maybe we can gather the other monarchs to go to court without Zarek."

Cassandra and Jareth stared at Sarah incredulously. Jareth gently put his hand on his wife's back. "Sarah, an intervention like that is not easy. I-I'm sure you know that." He stuttered when Sarah glared at him. "I'm not accusing you for not knowing, but how do you plan to even go forth with this idea?"

Sarah set her teacup down and sighed. "To be honest, I've tried to think up ideas but they all lead to a dead end. I toyed with the idea of letting Cassie and Troy suggest with the Intervention as gods, but they aren't known as reliable gods yet." Troy nodded. "Right. I just became free from my mother and Cassie just became a goddess myself. I know that you used to be Zarek's regent. Could you overrule him?"

Jareth shook his head. "No. We don't have that power. Now that we know his actions was from the siren placing some magic on him and not just his stupidity, although that was a factor for sure, I don't want to undermine his rule." He walked over to pick his now crying son to feed him.

"Any milk for him?" Jareth asked. Sarah conjured a bottle. "Pumped some milk earlier today." Jareth shared a smile with his wife as he took the bottle. "An amazing Aboveground invention that allows the father to feed breast milk to his child." He explained to his son-in-law.

He cleared his throat. "As I was saying, I remember from my days a young king. No one took me seriously and it was difficult to establish respect among all the realms when many have been alive for so long. I don't want that for Zarek. For Sarah to suggest and Intervention could be interpreted as two things: the first is that she is power hungry. The second is that he is a weak king and we should find another. I don't want either accusation to be found. But," he tried to lift up a finger and feed Toby at the same time, "If we can find a third solution, then an intervention may be the best way to go."

Cassandra got up to pace as Jareth liked to do when thinking. So her parents, herself, and Troy were out. They could try to convince Ina, but she did not have a good image in the Underground. She ran her fingers through her long locks just like Jareth often did. Just as she did, her necklace snagged against her hair. "Damn. I hate it when that happens." She unclasped the peach necklace that Jareth had given her, along with the vial that the centaurs had given her that was also on the necklace. Then, it hit her.

Troy curiously looked at his wife, who had not taken her necklace off all the way and was just staring at it. "Cassie? Is something wrong?" She didn't seem to hear her husband. Cassandra quickly took off the necklace and showed the vial that the Southern Guardian gave her to her parents. "This is how! Belle helped you watch over me, yes? That means that she's seen me get hurt and has been here for when Zarek threatened you. Why don't we recruit her and the Southern Guardian to our aid?"

Jareth hastily shook his head and gave his son back to Sarah. He placed his hands on Cassandra's shoulders. "No. I can't let you do that. I'm sorry Sweet Pea, but what if he decides to have some crazy price stuck to it? What makes you think he'll agree to it?"

Cassandra rolled her eyes. "Because I saved his kind from a disease. It's perfect! The monarchs would take his word for it even if they don't like him. You know it's true. Is he not indebted to me because of that?"

Jareth shook his head again. "He gave you that vial, yes? Cassie, it wasn't a gift, it was payment. I don't think it'll work."

"Looks like we're back to square one." Sarah lamented. "We can't keep Molpe forever. Zarek could trace her back to us and we could get serious consequences for keeping his lover prisoner without him knowing."

"Your majesties, if I may." All four wheeled around to see what was behind them. Belle came trotting their way. "I think I could convince my Master to help you. Though we have argued at times and have butted heads, you have been kind and caring to me. And Cassandra, you saved my family during your first task. Floberus was my brother. Thank you." She reached to embrace her. "I won't abandon you. Not now. I promise that there would be no price. Not for you."

Amazingly, the Southern Guardian was very empathetic to Cassandra, and even suggested that she divide up the contents of the vial to protect her family, since she no longer needed it as a goddess herself. True to her word, Belle convinced the Southern Guardian to not let the Goblin Kingdom pay a price. Not that he needed any convincing. "This is the least I could do to help someone who has saved my entire species for a terrible disease."

Cassandra swallowed. She was nervous to testify and relive her entire story to a horde of monarchs. Zarek would also be there. She hadn't seen him since the night of his coronation. She didn't want to see her friend accuse her of being a liar and something weak.

She was beyond grateful to have her parents and Troy at her side. Protocol required that she hold Troy's arm, but he put his arm around her waist instead. It made her feel safe and secure. Like nothing could deter her.

All the monarchs filed in. Zarek took his place, sitting on his throne on a step higher than everyone else. The Goblin King and Queen, Belle the Ambassador, The Anterian King and Queen, and the Southern Guardian stood in front of everyone.

Jareth did not look playful. He did not looked like he wanted to tease anyone. He looked like he wanted justice to be served.

"What is the meaning of this?" Zarek addressed the group in front of him. Jareth squeezed Cassandra's hand and stepped forward, giving a dramatic bow. "Your majesty. We did not come here to hurt you or to insinuate that you are not a good king. We are here to see justice is served and to protect the crown."

The other monarchs looked at Jareth then back to Zarek in surprised. It was normal for Jareth to call someone out, but like this? Something must be serious.

Zarek drummed his fingers on his scepter with the most dangerous glare aimed at the Goblin King. "And what is your accusation, King Jareth?" He asked through clenched teeth.

Jareth nodded at Sarah. They had decided that they would all contribute a little to the cause. Sarah stepped forward and bowed. "Your majesty. We have evidence that your lover has committed treason against you by manipulating you, and she has harmed our daughter, Princess Cassandra of Goblins and Queen Goddess of Anterian, by nearly killing her twice and causing her to miscarry. We have reason to believe that we will need an Intervention for court, since this is treason against the High Crown and we doubt that you will hold court for her."

Everyone in the room but Zarek looked around in confusion. They just learned that Cassandra was a queen, a goddess, and was pregnant at one point! It would explain her absence at her brother's pregnancy announcement. They all knew about Molpe, of course, but did not think that she would be dangerous.

Zarek angrily stood up. "Queen Sarah, since these claims are fake, YOU will suffer treason! I am King of the Underground and would not allow myself to make these disgusting accusations against me."

The Southern Guardian stepped forward. "Monarchs of all realms! I must intercede."

He told the story of Cassandra and Troy's meeting, how Belle helped her fight against the monster Ina tried to make her marry, how they married, how Cassandra saved his people, Zarek's threat to Jareth and Sarah to force Cassandra to marry him for her powers, and how she was almost killed by the Siren twice. "It is not an easy thing to do to make the right decision and abandon what is usually done, which is what the Goblin Monarchs are doing. I implore you to let Queen Sarah and King Jareth lead the court against this siren. As you know, I cannot lie. It is impossible for a centaur to. I also do not interfere very often with you. Think carefully before dismissing me and my word."

Zarek stomped down the stairs. "I will not let a horse come into my kingdom and say things about my lover! I will do as I please. You are here to wreak havoc on me just like the rest of these people!"

The Elf Queen stood in front of him. "That's enough! I think it is clear that you are not in your right mind, your majesty. You are not fit to make decisions and rule at the current moment. I vote to have the King and Queen of goblins hold a trial for this, this Molpe that you mentioned." Slowly, each monarch nodded and whispered their agreement. Zarek angrily stomped back to his throne.

Since Jareth and Sarah were holding the trial, they could not be the ones to witness, leaving Cassandra, Troy, and the two centaurs to testify against the siren. Sarah conjured a mirror, pulling Molpe out. The girl had cuffs on her wrists. She looked forlorn and so innocent.

"See how sad she is? Molpe hasn't done anything wrong and you need to let her go!" Troy exclaimed. Sarah resisted the urge to twist her godson's ear and force him to see reason. She ignored him and faced her family, her face neutral. "What is the proof that you have of this siren manipulating the High King and nearly murdering the princess of goblins? This is an accusation that is grievous indeed."

The Southern Guardian nodded to Cassandra and Belle. Cassandra bowed before her parents. "Your Highnesses. We would like to show you memories that we have extracted. We have the memories here in these two vial. They are mine and Belle's. You may verify yourself. When you are done, Belle, our ambassador, will aid me in preparing a way to view those memories."

Since they extracted Belle's and Cassandra's memories, they had no recollection of what actually happened. It was like a hole in her head, and she did not feel any negativity towards Molpe, or any memory of her really. That was the risk they had to take when extracting memories.

When every monarch verified its authenticity, Belle and Cassandra clasped their hands together to make a circle of fire. They poured Belle's memory first. It showed Zarek at the announcement of Troy's birth with Molpe, asking for Cassandra's hand in marriage. It then shifted to the time he threatened Jareth that he would take his children. The monarchs gasped, not quite believing what was happening. The last memory was of Troy confronting Zarek's about his marriage to Cassandra.

Belle addressed the monarchs. "So, as you can see, His Majesty has threatened the Goblin Kingdom and its inhabitants. We will now use Princess-Queen Cassandra's memories."

Once again, a circle of fire was made. Cassandra watched as the siren whispered in her ear, encouraging her to fly. Though the physical pain of the miscarriage had faded, it was still there, torturing her.

She looked at Troy, who watched as the siren kissed his wife and pushed her down the stairs. Cassandra's eyes filled with tears. Why did she let herself be so weak?

"Cassie?" Troy steadied his wife. Cassandra saw her reflection in a mirror, horrified at what she saw. Her face was tear streaked. Her complexion was sickly and she was trembling. No. She would not look weak in front of every monarch and in front of the woman that caused her so much misery.

"I'm fine." She choked out. Taking a deep breath, she turned to the court, avoiding Molpe's Brady eyes. "As you can see, I have been left to die at her hand. Twice. For attempting murder against the daughter of two monarchs, justice must be served."

Sill holding his wife, Troy gave a small head bow. "Your majesties. I ask that we perform a truth serum on the siren to find the truth and her motives. She has committed a crime that has hurt so many." Molpe growled at this statement, but Troy held his ground.

The monarchs nodded and looked to Jareth, who was the best at giving truth serums. The Goblin King gave a nod. Twisting his hand, he threw a crystal onto Molpe's head. It sank in, causing the siren to look dazed for a moment.

"I'll handle this." Jareth stepped down from his place next to Sarah to circle around Molpe like a vulture. The tension in the room increased when Jareth's mismatched eyes made contact with Molpe's equally pissed off stare.

"Why did you want The High King to be your lover? Why have him marry Cassandra? Why hurt Cassandra? What was your end goal?"

Molpe gave a hollow laugh. "I didn't want him to be my lover. It was so easy to manipulate him to believe that he deserved someone talented in bed and to have potentially the most powerful wife at his side ruling. The male ego is so fragile. Since he listened to my every word, I could use him to my advantage. I could use his powers and the princess's powers. But alas, I found that she was married. Seeing that I could also manipulate her, I was hoping that by losing her child, she'd give up on her husband, break the marriage, and marry Zarek. I would then take control of the entire Underground."

Jareth conjured the box that held the drop of death that Persephone had given Cassandra. "You disguised yourself as my daughter to Persephone, correct? Why did you do that?"

"Simple. I wanted to attempt to get revenge on her since she had cast me out of her kingdom for seducing her husband, Lord Hades. I needed a way to get that revenge, so I disguised myself as Cassandra. I attempted to get the drop of spring by lying about wanting beauty, which I did. By giving me some of her power, I was able to control Persephone to give that drop of death to Cassandra."

Jareth took his scepter and used it to lift Molpe's chin up. "Lift the spell that you put on Zarek now." His tone did not leave room for argument. Cassandra knew that tone. It was a strangely and deceivingly calm one, one that once ended with her cleaning all the castle's toilets without magic.

Molpe looked like she was about to argue, but the death glare and the scepter on her chin made her change her mind. Snapping her fingers, Zarek slumped over. The High King rubbed his eyes, and looked pale. Sarah flicked her wrist to use magic to steady him. "Guards! Please watch over him. Take him to his chambers and make sure he's alright." A few guards bowed and hurried to care for their king.

Sarah addressed the rest of the monarchs. "King Jareth and I have come up with a sentence for her. Though we could sentence her execution, we fear that she will be made a martyr among her people. What needs to be done is to make her an example."

She nodded at Jareth, who looked absolutely giddy. He stood tall and proud before declaring his punishment. "Your majesties. We have decided to sentence her to the Bog of Eternal Stench." Laughter erupted, even from Cassandra. "For who would listen to the singing and spells of a siren who smells disgusting for all eternity?"

Molpe gasped. "No! I'd rather die than go in that stupid Bog of yours!" She screamed through clenched teeth. Jareth shot out his hand, instantly shutting her up. "To the Court of Monarchs, does anyone object?"

There have been tears, screams, and even deaths during a court by the monarchs, but never laughter. Jareth nodded at Sarah. "Very well. Molpe of Sirens, you are sentenced to the Bog of Eternal Stench!" He gleefully kicked her, sending her flying out the doors.


"Who knew your father would actually sentence anyone to the Bog?" Troy laughed into his wife's hair. Cassandra giggled. "It was a matter of time. Did you see how excited he was? Christmas came early for him."

Troy gave another chuckle and kissed her hair. Laying in the nude in Cassandra's bed was blissful indeed. It was the first night they had spent together in the same room since Troy had run away from her. It felt good to be back in each other's arms and without any secrets.

Just as they were kissing, the bedroom room door bursted open. Cassandra yelped and gathered the blankets around her to preserve her modesty.

In walked the Goblin King with a large binder. "You two are monarchs! Time to get out of bed. I know love making is fun but we have lots to do today." He plopped the binder down on Cassandra's vanity.

"Daaaaad." She groaned. Leave it up to her father to embarrass her, even after she married. "Really? What's so pressing that you had to barge into my room?"

Jareth flipped through the pages of the binder. "Like I said, we have lots to do! You want to plan to go Above to study the art of being a physician. You need to decide what Troy will do during that time. You two also need to be coronated as King and Queen eventually of course. But first, we have a wedding to plan! What do you think of the designs I've prepared for you?" He lifted up the binder and flipped through at least ten pages of wedding dress designs.

Troy and Cassandra gave each other a look. He looked at his father in law. "A wedding? With all due respect your majesty-" Jareth held up his hand. "Troy. You can call me Jareth, if you'd like. Or even Dad. You're family now." He reached over to hug his new son.

Cassandra pinched the bridge of her nose. "While this is nice and all, we are married. Dad, there's no need to have a big wedding!" Cassandra pouted. Jareth held a finger to hush her. "Nonsense! You are a queen of a new kingdom and still a princess of this court. You will have a wedding fit for the daughter of King Jareth! And please. I didn't have the chance to be there on your big day. Do it for me. Do it for your mother. Do it for the memories and to show the people that you are the rightful queen. They will want to see a celebration, believe me." He reached over to give her a kiss. "Now get dressed! I have a wedding to plan."


Yay justice is served! Next chapter will have Jareth being the wedding planner (it's going to be hilarious) and the wedding. I figure that Jareth has more flare and a better fashion sense than Sarah, so he's the perfect one for that! There may be an epilogue after that chapter, I'm not sure. Either way, I'll let you know in my notes next chapter!