first of all: a big huge sorry for taking over 2 months to update. I got a new computer and it took a while to get Microsoft office software. Plus I was slightly lazy! Just curious, was thinking of changing my pen name to labyrinth vixen... thoughts?
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Disclaimer: do not own Jareth and Sarah :( I do own Zareth, Geneieve, and Bentley though!
A grand celebration in a ballroom remarkably identical to the ballroom from her hallucination followed the wedding ceremony. Fae nobility from many kingdoms had joined Jareth and his new bride to celebrate their nuptials. Sarah did not know how to act. Everything was happening so fast. One minute, she is in her classroom. The next minute, she is being whisked away by the goblin king to fulfill her unknown destiny of becoming his queen. Her opinions of Jareth had changed quickly, as well. That was a lot, in itself, to deal with. All these years, she thought Jareth was a selfish, conniving, cold-hearted monster. Now, she could see that was not at all true. Just by the number of fae nobles that had come to support Jareth proved that much. Sarah had met so many nobles that their names and faces mixed together in a dizzying swirl.
Of course, Sarah met three people whom she was able to remember quite well: Jareth's parents, the High King Zareth and his wife Queen Genevieve, as well as his brother Bentley, King of the Mountains. The high king seemed quite imposing in stature, though he smiled warmly at Sarah. He had long flowing hair like his son, though he kept his controlled in a ponytail and it was white. Sarah could tell immediately that the queen had a sweet and nurturing nature. She had the most brilliant red colored hair Sarah had ever seen. It was arranged into a nest of curls. Her skin was ethereal, and it complimented her hair color. Bentley was a bit smaller than Jareth, with brown hair in a pony tail. He seemed much more reserved than Jareth and a bit shy. He had a very sweet smile. Sarah was happy that her new family seemed so accepting of her and so warm.
While the many guests danced, Jareth's family had a chance to chat with Sarah. "My dear, I am so pleased to have you join our family. You seem to make our son very happy," said the high queen. Sarah responded, "Thank you, your highness. I am very pleased to join your family and hope that the goblin city is as accepting of me." Jareth was very pleased with Sarah's response. Many are quite nervous and don't know how to speak to the high king and queen. Sarah had practiced at home how to address royalty. She was quite enthralled with the ideal of royalty as a young child and as a young woman. "It must be quite a change for you, Lady Sarah," said Bentley. "Indeed it is, but honestly, I never felt like I completely belonged in the Aboveground. I suppose a piece of me stayed here after I conquered the labyrinth," Sarah said. Jareth thought silently, More than you know. Sarah could see in Bentley's eyes a certain sadness, but she could not put her finger on it, perhaps it was a sad love.
Everyone took their seats at the banquet tables. Each incredibly long table connected to the next one in the corners as to make a large shape. Of course, Sarah and Jareth were at the head table that sat a bit up on a platform, along with his family. Sarah could not get over how much food there seemed to be on the tables. Platters of fruit, vegetables, potatoes, and many kinds of meat seem to go on forever. Sarah was excited and slightly confused to see prime rib on the tables. Did Jareth somehow know that this was her favorite entrée? Even the bread was perfect. It remained steaming hot, even after sitting out a few minutes. Sarah had a feeling that magic had a part in this. Sarah was not at all surprised when she sipped the wine that it had a peach taste. When Sarah took her first sip of the peach wine, she grew quiet and began to think back to when she first tasted peach in Jareth's kingdom. It had been a frightening yet whimsical time for her. She remembered entering a grand ballroom unlike any she had seen in her story books. She was confused, yet she knew that she was looking for someone, but whom? As soon as her eyes met his, she knew. She knew by the way her heart fluttered that it had been Jareth whom she was looking for. She was frozen in hypnotic state when their eyes locked. The trance had finally broken when he spun off with another woman. Sarah was hungry for those eyes and kept searching for them as Jareth danced around with woman after woman after woman. When she finally caught up to him, she was slack jawed. He looked stunning as he danced with two women. Those two women did not nearly radiate as Sarah did. Sarah recalled the flood of emotions she felt as their hands joined and their bodies became one with the music. Sarah's heart burned with passion and slight bewilderment as he spun her around that ballroom.
Suddenly, Sarah was jolted out of her dream-like state, by a clatter of glasses and a nudge from Jareth. "Dearest? It is a tradition for the bride and groom to kiss when guests clink their glasses." Sarah shook the memory from her head and leaned into Jareth's embrace and kiss. The wedding guests cheered, and Sarah blushed a bit from their attention. Jareth's grin was so wide. He had finally gotten his queen.
Following dinner, there was even more dancing. Sarah couldn't help but feel a little sad because she wouldn't get her father/daughter dance that she had dreamed of for so long. Jareth sensed her sadness. "Don't worry, love. Once the labyrinth feels that you have proven yourself, you will see your family. I want you to enjoy yourself." Sarah smiled, "I am enjoying myself, Jareth, but it still feels weird not to have them at our wedding." Jareth wiped away her tears and placed a kiss on her forehead. He held her close as he spun her a valentine evening at their wedding celebration.