"Dear Jareth, are you really so blind? Do you think that compartmentalizing your existence so perfectly renders you immune to moral critique? How frivolous of you…"
Sarah laughed as she walked with Fae poise and elegance through the twilit gardens of the castle draped in elegant green silks. On her chest dangled a glistening iolite pendant, worked with silvery vines and leaves. Stunning she was most definitely.
Jareth followed at some distance. Patently unsure as to where she would be taking this conversation, yet drawn to the glowing hue of her presence.
"And another thing, love. Just because something doesn't make sense to you, doesn't mean it doesn't flat out make sense. I mean, you are terribly clever, but your mind is neverthless not the sieve of the universe, however you may like to pretend with those crystal balls of yours…Perhaps if what I say confuses you then you might very well profit from turning to your own instrument of understanding and see if the source of confusion is not external but perhaps internal to the workings of your own glorious mind."
She looked up at his approaching form and caught her breath. The delightfully acrid banter spouting from her luscious lips came to an abrupt halt. Jareth looked positively dangerous. Much as he had looked the night he took her in his arms at the masked ball.
Sarah knew she was fronting. Fronting because she didn't want him to hurt her. Fronting because she didn't know if she could trust him anymore to know better. Fronting because she felt like an idiot for letting him woo her. But what effects were her words working on the hidden mechanisms of the weary Goblin King's heart? Oh she wondered and her pulse almost started to race. Still, she stood like a gazelle in open defiance, daring him to approach her in all her intimidating radiance.
He had her softly locked in a swaying embrace before she could think her next thought. How swift he was! Graceful as a cat with movements that defied prediction.
And there Sarah was dancing in the arms of a Goblin King…
If he kisses me, she thought, my heart might stop.