Once again, it has been a while since I have updated, but hey that's life... Hope you enjoy this chapter!

Also again: I do not own any of the amazing Labyrinth characters. Just Greta and the unnamed minister in this chapter

Sarah could not help but stare in the mirror. Who was this beautiful woman in a wedding gown? Most girls dream of their wedding from the time they are very young. Sarah was no exception to this. She always pictured herself in a sparking wedding gown with a sweetheart neckline that went out at the waist. She always pictured enough sequins to make it appear as though diamonds were sewn into the gown. The gown that was on Sarah was identical to that of her dreams. There was not one thing Sarah could find wrong with it. It flattered her figure without making her look cheap. Sarah's hair was in a tendril of curls. Atop the curls was the most dazzling tiara Sarah had ever seen. A servant girl named Greta helped Sarah attach a modest veil. Sarah was please it was modest. She did not want it to take away from the gown.

As Sarah stared at her reflection in the mirror, she could not help but feel that a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She had finally freed her heart and could admit that she did indeed love Jareth. Although she did feel great relief, she did feel somewhat sad that her family would not be present at her wedding. She had come so far with her father and step mother since her teen years, but she knew in her heart that they would soon see each other again.

"Milady, if I may say so, you look just dazzling," Greta said. Sarah felt kind of funny being addressed as so. "Thank you Greta and you do not have to call me 'Milady'. Just Sarah will do." Greta's smiling face turned quite serious, "Oh no, Milady. The king insists on proper salutations. I could get in trouble if I do not appropriately address you. After all, you will be queen after you say your vows." Sarah didn't really think about that much. Could she handle being queen? Will she be accepted?

The clock chimed three times. "Milady, it is time we head to the Great Hall for the wedding!" Greta squealed. She seemed quite excited for the wedding. Sarah smiled at Greta's excitement. Greta did not look more than sixteen years old. "Greta, I'm curious. Why are you not a goblin?" Sarah asked. Greta was silent in thought for a moment, "Well Milady, first of all, goblins do not work on the royal grounds. Secondly, I am, well was, a human. The king saved me from an abusive teenage drug addict mother who wished me away. Once it was decided I would stay, I was given to a family of fae who raised me. They were by no means royal, but they were better to me than they needed. I was given some powers from the king and he took certain liking to me, almost like an uncle would feel about his niece. After all, he trusted me with the duty of preparing you for your wedding day and serving as your lady in waiting."

Sarah was in awe from Greta's story. She never really thought that a child would be better off when they were wished away. It made her feel a certain admiration for Jareth. "Are you ready my ready?" Greta asked? "Yes. Yes I am," Sarah said. To her self she thought, "more than ever."

Sarah's head was swirling with emotions as she made her way to the Great Hall for her wedding. Her stomach felt as though it was filled with a million butterflies that had butterflies in their stomach. She didn't know what to expect. She had never been to a wedding in the Underground. More than not knowing how the wedding would be, she could not even begin to imagine starting her life from Jareth. For so many years she had convinced herself that she hated him, but deep inside she knew she didn't. She just could not admit it to even herself. Will she make a good wife? Will Jareth be loving and passionate or cold and ceremonial? What about being queen? Could she do the job? Will the people of the Underground accept her as their queen?

Soon enough, Greta had led Sarah to a set of impressively large doors. "Wait here Milady," Greta said in a soft tone, "The doors will open when it is time for you to walk down the aisle to the king. Here is your bouquet." With that, Greta handed Sarah the most beautiful bouquet of purple and pink roses, Sarah's favorite colors and flower. Greta went about smoothing Sarah's train. Sarah could only repeat the same thought in her head, Breathe. Just breathe

At long last, the doors opened. Sarah was in state of awe. There were rows of well dressed guests leading up to Jareth. The sight of the goblin king took Sarah's breath away. His suit was quite similar to the one he wore in the ball hallucination during her labyrinth adventure, except instead of blue sparkles, his jacket was soaked in silver sparkles. Even his gorgeously wild blonde locks had a slight sparkle. Sarah felt a fire brewing in her heart. Looking at the striking sight of the goblin king reassured Sarah that she had made the right decision to marry him.

Sarah did not know what to expect at her own wedding. After all, she had never been to wedding in the Underground before. Music began playing when the doors playing. It took Sarah less than a second to recognize the music being played be an unseen orchestra. She could even hear the words in her head.

There's such a sad love
Deep in your eyes.
A kind of pale jewel
Open and closed
Within your eyes.
I'll place the sky
Within your eyes.

There's such a fooled heart
Beatin' so fast
In search of new dreams.
A love that will last
Within your heart.
I'll place the moon
Within your heart.

As the pain sweeps through,
Makes no sense for you.
Every thrill is gone.
Wasn't too much fun at all,
But I'll be there for you-ou-ou
As the world falls down.

Falling.
Falling down.
Falling in love.

I'll paint you mornings of gold.
I'll spin you Valentine evenings.
Though we're strangers 'til now,
We're choosing the path
Between the stars.
I'll leave my love
Between the stars.

As the pain sweeps through,
Makes no sense for you.
Every thrill is gone.
Wasn't too much fun at all,
But I'll be there for you-ou-ou
As the world falls down.

Sarah began her procession down the aisle toward her bridegroom. If Sarah thought she was in awe looking at Jareth, it was nothing compared to how he was looking at her. Those hauntingly beautiful mismatched eyes had the look of love in them. Jareth could not believe just how gorgeous Sarah looked. He had always known her beauty, but it now radiated as she anxiously made her way down the aisle toward him.

After what seemed like an eternity, Sarah was at long last next to Jareth. He took her by the hand as they turned toward the minister. Sarah heard very little of what was being said because there was a whirlwind of thoughts swimming through her head. She, after all, had a lot to swallow in a very short time. After a small amount of time, Jareth led Sarah to a candle drenched in sparkles. Sarah had two thoughts at this time. One- Jareth seems to have a torrid love affair with glitter. Two- She was happy to see the eternity candle was also included in Underground weddings. She had always found that aspect of weddings meaningful and romantic. Together, they lighted their eternity candle. In her head, Sarah could not help but think of something she had heard Jareth say before. It's only forever. Not long at all/ Jareth and Sarah then moved back toward the minister. He then said the words Jareth had been (not so patiently) waiting to hear," I now pronounce you man and wife, King and Queen. Please kiss your bride, your Majesty." At long last, Jareth kissed Sarah, his new wife and Queen of the Underground.