"Everything is so much more beautiful than I remembered," Sarah said, her eyes widen with awe and pleasure. The throne room, which was once made of dark grey stone, was now a grand ballroom with velvet red carpet over a marble floor and marble walls. The dark grey steel chandelier that hung from the ceiling was now one of crystal and candles. Almost like the one she remembered from the dance she shared with Jareth. At the end of the room were two golden thrones with velvet red cushions. One was obviously for Jareth, but the other created pain for Sarah.

He already has a queen, she thought.

The grand ballroom led out onto a large balcony overlooking the kingdom, including the Labyrinth that surrounded. Sarah walked over to the balcony and scanned her eyes across the horizon as the sun began to set.. The Labyrinth, which was once a dark and dreary one, was now blooming with every flower imaginable. The scent of the flowers radiated through the kingdom. She looked around the city and saw nothing but a thriving community of goblins running around. They were happy, unlike what Sarah had remembered.

"When you left, I decided to make some… adjustments to the kingdom," Jareth began. He walked up behind Sarah and closed the large distance between them. He was so close he could smell the soft scent of her skin. "The Labyrinth. The castle. The city. All of it has been changed."

Sarah turned around to look at Jareth. "It's wonderful," was all she could say as she stared into his eyes. They were hypnotic, as she couldn't tear herself away. For a moment, there was a long silence.

"Why are you here, Sarah?" Jareth said quietly, breaking the silence. But before Sarah could answer, a female goblin walked up to them and bowed.

"You summoned me, Your Majesty?" the small goblin said.

Tearing his eyes from Sarah, Jareth looked down at the goblin. "Oh yes, Ms. Winthrop. I would like to introduce you to Sarah. She will be staying here in the castle with us for a little while. Would you please show her to her room?"

Ms. Winthrop looked up at Sarah and bowed once again. "Miss Sarah. It is my pleasure to meet you!"

Sarah was very flustered with the goblin bowing before her. "Oh, Ms. Winthrop. It is very nice to meet you as well, but please don't bow for me."

Ms. Winthrop stood straight up and looked at Sarah. "As you wish, my lady. If you would like, you may follow me to your room. It is just down the hall."

Sarah looked at Jareth and smiled. "I guess I will be heading to my room now."

He looked at her and smiled that charming smile that she had constantly thought about. He reached for her hand and brought it up to his lips. Sarah tensed as she felt the skin of her hand on his. As his eyes stayed locked on hers, he planted a kiss on her hand and smiled.

"Please join me for dinner tonight," Jareth asked, hopeful. "It would be an absolute pleasure if you would." He kept a tight hold on her hand

A smile escaped Sarah's lips. "The pleasure would be all mine."

"Wonderful." He loosened his grip and Sarah slipped her hand away unwillingly. She wished her hand could be in his forever, but she knew he was just being hospitable. After all, he has a queen already. The smile on Sarah's face quickly turned into a slight frown. This was nothing to him but having a guest in the castle for a while until she could get on her own two feet. Nothing more.

"Until tonight, dear Sarah," Jareth said.

"Until tonight," she repeated back. Ms. Winthrop took Sarah's hand and began to lead her out of the ballroom. Sarah turned back to find that Jareth had already disappeared.

"Here we are!" Ms. Winthrop exclaimed. They stopped at a set of doors near the end of the long hallway. Ms. Winthrop pushed open the door and gestured for Sarah to walk in before her. As she walked in, she began to admire the room. The bed looked as it could sleep ten, let alone just her. She walked to the bed and felt the large feather pillows that sat against the headboard. The satin blanket felt smooth under Sarah's fingertips as she ran her hand across it. She looked around the room to see a tall dresser, which was already full of clothing. She wondered how he already had an entire wardrobe for her if they had just reunited just a few hours ago. On the other side of the bedroom was a glass door, which lead out onto a large private balcony overlooking the Labyrinth.

"Miss Sarah. His Majesty has requested for you to join him for dinner in an hour. Oh, and he has also requested for you to wear this." Ms. Winthrop walked over to the large dresser and reached for something, but couldn't exactly reach it.

"Here," Sarah said, walking over to the wardrobe. "Let me help you." Ms. Winthrop pointed to the article of clothing she was reaching for. Sarah pulled out an off-white, floor length strapless gown made of the finest satin material she had ever felt. Across the top was beaded embroidery that wrapped around the back of the dress and flowed right back around to the front and met the floor.

"His Majesty insists that you wear this to dinner tonight," Ms. Winthrop repeated. Sarah was stunned, but in love with the gown that she held in her hands. Words couldn't escape, for she was speechless.

"I will leave you to prepare yourself for dinner, Miss Sarah," Ms. Winthrop said as she began to head to the door. "And if you need anything else at all, please do not hesitate to ask. I would be more than happy to assist."

"Thank you, Ms. Winthrop," Sarah finally spoke, a smile spreading across her face as she watched the goblin walk out the door.

"And Miss Sarah," she said, standing at the door. "His Majesty is very delighted to have you here as a guest with him." And on that note, she walked out the door.

So am I, Sarah thought to herself.

Jareth paced back and forth in his room. His mind raced around the fact that this was not another one of his dreams. This was reality. Sarah was here, in his castle. How many times he had wished for this moment to happen, and dreamed about it. He never thought it would actually happen. But why was she here? Why did she decide to return? He couldn't wrap his head around the situation.

He finally sat down after what seemed like hours of pacing. A crystal ball appeared in his hand and he gripped it tightly in his slender, gloved fingers. He wanted to see what she was doing at this moment, but knew he shouldn't. He just wanted to see her.

Looking out his balcony window, he caught a glimpse of the guest room balcony. Sarah stood against the railing, the wind blowing through her long chestnut hair. He couldn't help but stare. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on, and he never wanted to lose sight of her again because he didn't know how he would be able to handle that heartache the second time around.

He was not going to lose her again.