Guest: LOL that also would've been a hilarious scene! Ludo would totally break Sarah out of the attic! I'm pleased you like Celeste and I also like to imagine her telling Sarah crazy stories of Jareth!
QueenBookDragon: AHHH thank you for giving my story a chance and that means so much! I hope you'll take a look at my other stories as nearly all are completed! I'm so pleased you like it as I work so hard to try to interweave the two tales together and I hope to do maybe a Beauty and the Beast one. I live in Seattle actually and I've also seen the Mopop exhibit, in fact I bought the tickets LITERALLY FOR THE BALLROOM COSTUMES ALONE and I sat there for a good half hour and just tried to not cry because it's the closest I'll ever be to Bowie and how much labyrinth means to me. You'll see about the shoe and wedding *wink wink* ;) the fact that you've spent all night reading this makes me happy and please check out my other stories and leave a review there too!
Sarah was shaking just slightly. She promised herself that she would hear him out, to explain herself too. She owed him that and he owed her that too.
Jareth heard the door open and he instantly left his seat and stood up, trying to control his impatiently tapping foot. When the door opened, it took every bit of self control from him to to lunge himself at her and kiss her until she forgot everything but him.
Sarah stood there, with her arm clasped in front of her in an attempt to hide her hurt arm. She had a head wrap on to keep her hair out of the way and soot on her nose. Her large green eyes looked at him with so many emotions. He looked so handsome, so perfect. She couldn't believe how much of a king he looked. How did she not see it years before?
She looked into his blue eyes and took a step of courage to speak first. "You see me here and now, for who I am. You've seen my worst when I trekked your labyrinth. But I'm just a servant girl with big dreams and large imaginations. I have and had people who loved me, but as I told you, I have no land. No title. No possessions of my own to give you. No inheritance. You are a king who has so much. All I have to give you is my own heart."
At this, she put her hand on her chest and held it out to him, palm faced up. "And I give it to you freely. There are many things I don't understand, many things that still scare me. But I know I will find out in time. I want to take a chance with you, if you will still have me. I just want you to know to be careful with this. I give love freely, but my heart is something I treasure beyond measure."
She sank into a curtsey, but his hand stopped her.
"Sarah." Jareth's voice was soft and meek. He traced his thumb on her cheek and brought her back up. "I am still the same man you met at the market. It is my fault, to scare you the way I did. I let my foolish pride get ahead of me. I would never, never in a million years hurt you. You are precious, Sarah. I wanted you to be scared and to egg you on in the labyrinth, but you were never in any danger. No other woman can hold a candle to your brilliance as I've told you."
He explained to her that he thought she had scorned him, then explained what his offer meant along with the prophecy. He told her that she had nothing to apologize for. He told her that he was still working on being vulnerable.
"Sarah, will you forgive me? I am sorry, so so sorry. I should have been there to hold you, to keep you safe from harm's way at your worst. Instead I let my feelings of insecurity cloud me and left you to fend for yourself." He took her hand and placed it on his heart.
Sarah put a finger to his lips. "Your Maj-"
Jareth held a hand up. "Do not call me that. I am Jareth to you and always will be."
Sarah nodded. "Jareth, what anyone did to mistreat me wasn't your fault. You already apologized to me for what you've done. I'm just sorry that it took us both two years and some elaborate plan to be able to come back to each other." She gave a small chuckle.
Jareth put both hands on her hips and rested his forehead on hers. "I know, but I don't want you to be afraid of me. I don't want you to think that you'll be hurt again. You will have trials in your life, but you will never be left to fend for yourself again. I promise you, my Sarah."
Sarah put her hands on his shoulders. "It just occurred to me that this is the first time I've really heard you say you were sorry." She said with a smirk.
Jareth threw his head back and laughed. "This is why I love you. You are my equal."
Sarah just stared at him with large eyes.
"What is it?" He wrapped a hand around her waist and caressed her cheek. "Why are you staring like that?"
Sarah laid her head on his chest. "You said you love me."
It was in the royal decree but hearing him say it made it seem all the more real.
Jareth squeezed her gently. "Why, yes I did. I started to fall in love with you since the first day." He kissed her forehead. "You intrigued me the moment you bantered with me, Precious."
She didn't say she loved him back, but he didn't care. That time would come later and he would happily wait.
"'In search of new dreams, a love that will last…'" Sarah quoted him.
Jareth was pleasantly surprised. "You remember?"
She nodded against his chest and looked up at him. "The first time you sang it to me, I remembered all the words. Then I heard it again in the peach dream."
Jareth kissed her cheek. "I wrote that song for you, you know. You are a good muse."
Sarah blushed.
Jareth let go of her and took her hand, gesturing to the seat. "We still have to see if the shoe fits." He winked at her. He got on one knee as she sat.
Sarah giggled. "It must not have fit that well if it fell off my foot!"
"Well, it won't fit on anyone else but you. I made sure of it." He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the shiny slipper. He took her foot and slid it on easily.
"There. Perfect." He smiled up at her.
Sarah touched his face. She would never get tired of seeing the look of love on his face. Pure, sweet love.
"It's a beautiful glass slipper." She said. "The other one… it broke. My stepmother…" She trailed off. "Thank you for it and for the dress. The shoe were the only things that didn't fade."
Jareth took her hands in his and kissed them. "That's because they're not glass. They're made of crystal."
He flicked his wrist and took the crystal in his hand to touch Sarah's feet. It instantly turned into the other shoe.
Sarah felt a lump in her throat of tears threatening to overwhelm her. "Jareth… You gave me crystal shoes made from your own hand?"
Jareth leaned on the armrest. "I would do what I can for those that I love."
His lips were hovering just a little above hers.
Sarah looked up into his eyes once more. "Jareth?"
"Yes, Precious?" He whispered, his breath tickling her lips.
"I love you too."
Once again, their lips made contact. Jareth held her tightly to him. Sarah kissed him with all the passion she thought she didn't have then she kissed his cheek, his neck, and traced his pointy ears.
"You are more than good enough for me, Sarah." He whispered thickly. "You are better than me. You temper me, you made me feel things I've never felt before. Your lips are the first and only lips mine will touch."
Sarah inhaled sharply at his declaration. "You've never kissed anyone?"
"Not until the ball." He grinned wickedly. "I said I wouldn't kiss anyone unless they held my heart in their hands. And you certainly do, Precious."
They kissed once more for good measure.
YAYYYYYYY FINALLY! It's not over yet though, I want to show Sarah's transition to the goblin kingdom and all of that. There's like 3 chapters left.
The reason I had Irene break Sarah's shoe is so that Jareth will bring out his own shoe and slip it on her. Also it made it more dramatic I think.
How do you guys like the reunion? The kiss? The "I love you" and sweet affectionate gestures?
Thanks for reading this far and please leave a review!
