This chapter is a little longer than my first two, and I hope to keep lengthening my chapters. Please review!
Sadly, I do not own Labyrinth or its characters, though I wish I did.
Sarah spun around so fast that she almost lost her balance. Her eyes open wide when she saw him, Jareth the Goblin King. Her blood ran cold. She could not begin to imagine what would bring him here after all these years. Instantly, she thought he was here to take Toby back. She would certainly never allow that to happen. She then thought that maybe he was here for revenge. After all, she bested his labyrinth and left him defeated. She was still the only one who could claim that. She would always be the only one to claim that honor.
Sarah stared at him speechless. Jareth still looked exactly the same as he did the night she said those fatal words. He still had the wildly flowing blonde hair and hypnotic, mismatched eyes in which Sarah could lose herself. He was dressed in a loose black poet shirt with his chest exposed and the same scandalously tight leggings. He also donned a black, sparkly cape that reached to the floor. He even held his mouth in the same smirk that he had when he first appeared in front of Sarah eight years ago.
"Wwhaat are you doing here?" Sarah finally stuttered out. Jareth cocked his head. After all these years, he thought she was still so beautiful. Her beauty transformed from an innocent beauty to a more mature ravishing beauty. "Is that all you have to say after all this time?" Jareth asked her. Sarah thought for a moment. What else should I say? He is crazy if he thinks I am going to bow to him or something. She had so much she wanted to say, but she did not want to set Jareth off. "Um, well yes," Sarah replied. "I just came for a visit and a little chat," Jareth answered as his smirk grew wider. Sarah was dumbfounded, "Just a chat? Come on Goblin King; give me more credit than that. I know you well enough to know you came for more than a mere chat. What do you really want?" Jareth knew that Sarah would see through that. He never doubted her intelligence for a moment. He just did not want to drop the proverbial bomb right away.
Jareth took a seat. For a moment, Sarah thought it was quite an amusing sight to see the great Goblin King sitting in a chair intended for preschool aged children. Jareth began, "As you know Sarah, you are the only person to ever beat my labyrinth. This achievement is only yours to claim. By doing so, however, you have set certain events into motion that cannot be undone." Sarah was growing impatient. She wanted him to simply get to the point so that she could get back to her normal life. "What are you talking about Jareth?" Sarah demanded to know. "Patience my dear," Jareth said. Sarah felt a chill go down her spine when he called her his 'dear'. Sarah wasn't sure if she wanted such pleasantries from the Goblin King. "Wait a minute Jareth. I don't have to stand here and listen to you. Remember, you have no power over me," Sarah said. Jareth's smirk came back; "Do you honestly believe that, Sarah" Sarah was dumbfounded for a moment. "Of course I do. It's in the book." Jareth replied, "Sarah, it was only a story, nothing more." Sarah felt a knot in her throat the size of an apple. She feared what else Jareth had to say.
Finally, Jareth dropped the bomb. "As you may also know, I have no queen. It is no simple task to find a queen for me. Not only must I love her, but also the labyrinth itself must also accept her," Jareth said. The lump in Sarah's throat grew to the size of a grapefruit. Surely Jareth was not insinuating that she become his queen. That would have to mean that she would have to marry him. That, to Sarah, seemed ludicrous. "You mean me?" Jareth simply nodded. Sarah was feeling an array of emotions: confusion, anger, resentment, and yet curiosity. "You cannot possibly want to marry me?" Sarah sputtered. "What no one knew was that the king of the goblins had fallen in love with the girl," quoted Jareth. "But Jareth, you just said it was a story, nothing more," Sarah said. "Yes my dear, it is just a story, but every story has some truth to it." Jareth's smirk disappeared when he said this. Jareth himself had a variety of emotion swirling inside of him; he was feeling anxious, impatient, curious, and he also felt a burning passion; a passion burning for Sarah. "What if I refuse to marry you?" Sarah demanded to know. Jareth was stone-faced serious, "Like I have previously said, you have set events into motion that cannot be undone. The labyrinth has chosen you. When the labyrinth has made a decision, nothing can stop it. If you refuse, you will not exist in this world of yours." Sarah was in a state of shock and confusion, "What do you mean exactly by that?" she asked. Jareth let out a heavy sigh. He knew she would not want to hear this. "If you refuse, you will either be put to death or imprisoned in the Underground for life. I can assure you that if you choose the lifelong imprisonment, you would wish you had chosen death. It will be brutal torture that not even I control."
Sarah had quite a decision to make. It was pretty much death, lifelong torture, or marriage to someone she wasn't in love with. At least, she wasn't sure she was in love with him. She thought for a very long time. Sarah always enjoyed new excitement in her life; however, this sort of excitement was a bit much for her. She certainly did not want to die, but how could she choose marriage to Jareth? Sarah definitely found Jareth fascinating, and she always did want to live in a land of magic. Sarah bit her lip and looked up at Jareth. He was staring at her with pleading eyes. He knew what choice he wanted her to make. He only could hope that she would choose to marry him.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity to Jareth, Sarah took a deep breath and decided, "I guess I choose marrying you, Jareth." Jareth's heart sank slightly. She did not sound certain of what she wanted. "Sarah, you need to be certain. Are you positive?" Sarah gathered some courage and looked into his mesmerizing, mismatched eyes and said, "Yes Jareth, I am certain. I want to marry you." Jareth cupped her chin and drew her face towards his and gave her lips a light, sweet kiss, "I've wanted to kiss those lips of yours for years." Sarah had to admit, she had been quite curious what it would be like to kiss the Goblin King. She somewhat enjoyed it and wondered what it would be like to do more.
Then, Sarah had a thought. She had come so far with her family in the last few years. Would she never see them again? "Jareth, will I be allowed to visit my family every so often?" Sarah asked. Jareth had been wishing that Sarah would not ask that question. "Sorry my dear, you will not be allowed to return until you have proven your love and devotion to both me and the labyrinth. Once again, this is something that I cannot control. The labyrinth will know when it is time. You will not even be a memory Aboveground until said time," Jareth replied. Sarah felt tears well up in her eyes. Jareth felt terrible. He wanted her to be his wife, but he did not want her so unhappy. Jareth asked her, "Do you still agree to the marriage?" Sarah knew what she had to do, "Yes Jareth. I still will marry you." With that, Jareth grabbed Sarah's hands and they both dissolved from this world.