Prompt: "Broken"
Jareth stepped into what had once been the grand receiving room and immediately reeled.
Haamspray squirmed. "Much nicer air pressure changes now, your majesty."
Jareth's visual perception warred with his proprioception, which was having a field day with his reason to create a nauseating effect that made him stagger sideways. The look he cast the goblin under-architect was not kind. "Permanent?"
"Yes, your majesty."
"I see." Jareth closed his eyes briefly as he regained his balance. He then strolled up an arching staircase that left him oriented 90 degrees sideways from Haamspray, who goggled slightly. "I suppose there are benefits."