Here you go, my friends. I hope this chapter appeases those who did not like how cruel and inhumane Jareth somewhat appeared. This chapter isn't as long as i originally planned, but I decided to break it up.

Alas, Jareth and Sarah aren't mine. :( Silas is :)

Bright rays of sunshine shone through the bars of the cell as Sarah woke up the next morning. Sarah smiled at the shine. She thought it was ironic to see beautiful sunshine in a dreary dungeon cell. It reminded her of the saying 'heavy is the head that wears the crown,' because she has started to learn that with privilege comes responsibility, and it can be very difficult to balance them.

Sarah looked over to Arianna's bunk to see if she was awake. She too was staring at the light coming through the cell's bars. Sarah wondered if she was thinking the same thing. Ari looked over at Sarah. "Good morning Sarah, "she said with a warm smile. Sarah returned the greeting, "Good morning Ari! I was thinking about something. After Jareth and I make our peace, I want to talk to him about you." Ari cocked her head slightly (not unlike a certain king). "What about me?" Sarah was slightly bewildered. Wasn't it obvious? Sarah didn't want her to stay in the cell any longer. It was travesty she was there at all.

"Ari, you shouldn't be in here. Jareth was being a royal ass when he sent you here. I will talk to him and make him come to his senses." Ari smiled wistfully. "Just don't go getting yourself into even more trouble on account of me. Hell, with how my life was going, I knew it was only a matter of time before I ended up behind bars." The girls giggled a bit.

Soon footsteps were heard approaching the girls' cell. It was Silas, Jareth's most trusted soldier. Silas bowed to Sarah. "Good morning, your highness. I hope the morning finds you well. The King would like a word with you." Sarah rolled her eyes slightly. "I'm sure he would like to have several words with me." Sarah then turned to her new friend Ari. "I promise to get you out of here." Ari just smiled her sweet smile and gave Sarah's hand a gentle squeeze.

Silas escorted Sarah out of the dungeon, past where Sarah received her beating. Soon they were maneuvering though the tricky twists and turns of the castle. Sarah was thankful that she had Silas to take her to Jareth because she was fairly certain she would never find her way and have to set up camp at some point. She began to wonder if she would ever know her way around the whole castle. Then she had a frightening thought. What if the hallways of the castle were like the passageways of the labyrinth, constantly changing? She shuddered at the thought.

After what seemed like a never ending journey, Sarah found herself in front of a rather large door that was unfamiliar to her. "Silas, where are we?" "We are at the king's library, my lady. He is waiting for you inside" Silas responded. Sarah hesitated. She had cooled down and was ready to talk calmly, but she certainly feared Jareth's wrath. She wasn't sure if he had enough time to cool down as well.

It turns out that Sarah had nothing to fear. Jareth sought council from his trusted friend and soldier, Silas. Jareth could not sleep the night before so he called for Silas for advice. Silas was a perfect choice as a confidant in this manner, as he was once a child wished away. Though he was an adolescent when he left the Aboveground, he remembers much of it. He reminded Jareth of the vast differences between the two worlds. He suggested that Sarah needs time to adjust, and Jareth should learn to compromise with his new wife. After all, 'negotiation is an essential tool for any ruler,' Silas told Jareth.

Jareth was happy that he had sought out Silas's council. He brought up many good points. Perhaps he had overlooked Sarah's upbringing. He now felt profound guilt for exploding as he had. He by no means thought that he was completely in the wrong, but he also knew now that he was not completely right.

Sarah nervously knocked at the study's door. "Come in," Jareth said. Sarah opened the massive doors and inched her way in. She felt nervous when she realized that Silas was not walking in as well. She looked over her shoulder in time to see him bow to her and Jareth. Sarah kept her eyes down and dared not speak. Jareth could easily sense her uneasiness. "Sit down, precious," Jareth said softly. Sarah did as she was told. She still could not muster the courage to look up at Jareth. It sort of made him nervous because she wouldn't look at him.

"Jareth, I…" Sarah began. "No let me begin," Jareth interrupted. "I owe you an apology. While you were most certainly in the wrong for disobeying my orders, I was wrong to explode at you as I did. I should have taken the time to realize that you grew up in an entirely different world and would need more than just a single warning to get used to the ways of this world. I promise from now on to try and be patient with you, but you have got to promise me that you will try better to adapt here. While I want you to be comfortable in your new home, we cannot forget the rules here."

Sarah sat in silent thought for a few short moments. Jareth had surprised her. She expected to be scolded like a mother does to her young child, but Jareth spoke calmly and admitted some guilt. She certainly was not expecting that, however, it was quite welcomed.

"Jareth, you are right. I want to be comfortable here too, but like you said I grew up a lot differently. My world was very unlike yours. It will take some time getting used to. But Jareth, I cannot be expected to obey you like a lap dog. You may be the king, but I am a grown woman."

Sarah looked away for fear of what she had just said. She hoped she had not angered Jareth again. She had nothing to worry about, for as she built up the courage to look at him again, she saw him smiling warmly at her. "Precious, I do not expect you to be my pet. That would be a little too much even for me. I don't want you to completely lose your spunk. It's far too sexy. The most important thing is not to undermine me in front of our subjects. If you have a problem, bring it up when we are in private. Does that sound acceptable to you?" Sarah smiled back. "Yes Jareth."

Jareth took Sarah by the hand so that she could stand. He put his arms around her and gently kissed her luscious lips. "I love you, precious." Sarah looked into his gorgeously mismatched eyes. "I love you too, Jareth."

Jareth went to kiss her again, but Sarah moved her head back slightly. "There is one more thing though, Jareth." The goblin king cocked his head to the side in curiosity. "What's that my love?" Sarah had a stone cold serious expression on her face, "Arianna."

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