Dizzy | By : sisterstyx Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 3924 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrith or any of its characters. The plot, however, is all me. I make no money from this, but can be bribed with feedback. |
AN: Thank you for your patience and kind words! I've put in some spice to tide you over till the real games begin. Hope you stay with me! Ciao, bellas.
_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Sarah passed the rest of the ball in a haze. She greeted hundreds of nobles and dignitaries of every shape, size, color, and number of limbs. The High King was all too pleased to introduce her, so she smiled politely and tried to listen to the somewhat bizarre conversations between King and Court. Prince Nadir did turn out to be a charming young man who bowed over her hand with an unassuming half smile that made Sarah smile back involuntarily. His medium length auburn curls framed his face handsomely, giving a pleasing contrast to his strong square jaw. He'd asked her about her health after her accident and she had asked about his home country. He said he came from the Kingdom of the Wood; a vast forest on the other side of the mountain range from the Grand Palace that was home to many sprites and fairies and other woodland creatures. Sarah only half paid attention and tried not to seem as distracted as she was. Alberon came to her aid by asking her to meet the Queen of the Western Ocean and she curtsied slightly before heading off again. For the most part, those she met mostly smiled indulgently at her, as she was the High King's favorite, then continued with their business. Men and women discussed tariffs and laws and political unions to no end, imploring Alberon of this or that, or asking his advice. The short, portly man answered each with a smile and piece of wisdom. Sarah saw, for the first time, what an important role he must have in the Underground and, she decided just as quickly, he performed it beautifully. He weaved among his people with expertise and grace, giving each his attention, calming fears, sharing joys, answering questions, asking his own. He was like a mother hen keeping his chicks happy and in line. But this revelation was just about the only thing to pass through Sarah's mind that didn't have to do with her strange encounter with the alluring Goblin King. He had definitely made an impact on her. She had a nagging sensation that she knew him, although she had no idea how that could be possible as she was from Aboveground. And he hadn't said anything to her, hadn't given her any information that would help her in recovering her memory, hadn't offered an explanation of anything he'd said. It was a silly feeling, she decided, she'd created because she'd regained a single, fleeting memory in his presence. But she thought of his long straw-colored hair, his secretive smirk, the tempting stretch of his long legs, the crinkle in the corner of his eyes and she felt a tug in her belly she couldn't name. It was quite ridiculous, she thought, to be infatuated with a man she'd never met and whose face she'd never seen. As the party began to wind down and guests began to leave, she was pulled from her ruminations. "What did you think of the ball, my dear?" Alberon patted her hand in his arm as he began to lead her out of the great hall and back to her room. "It was magnificent, your Majesty," she answered truthfully. And so was one of your guests, she added to herself. "I'm glad you thought so. Did you enjoy meeting the court?" "Oh yes, it was amazing. The minotaur was especially amazing." "Ahh, indeed, Roland does make a striking first impression!" As she laughed with him, he gave her a sly glance and tried to make his next question seem innocent. "Did anyone else catch your special attention?" He spied her out of the corner of his eye and saw the flush rise in her cheeks. "That young fellow, Prince Nadir, is quite a catch. All the women of the court are fond of him, but he pays them little mind. Don't you think he'll make a fine husband?" "Hmm?" She turned to look at him, her eyes still only half focused on what was before her. "Oh yes, I'm sure." She replied. "Not at all like Jareth, I'm afraid." He felt her step falter for a pace and smiled at his confirmation. "Who?" She asked, giving him her full attention for the first time in hours. "Oh, that impetuous Goblin King." He replied, waving his hand as though it were unimportant. "He's been on the throne for years and still hasn't taken a wife. Which is quite surprising given the terrible flirt he used to be-" "What do you mean 'used to be'?" "Well," he began, as though it were obvious, "he's changed in the past few years. His labyrinth was defeated by a-" "Labyrinth?" She asked, her head whipping around to look at him. "Yes, a colossal maze filled with traps and-" "I know what a labyrinth is," she almost whispered to herself. Alberon indulged her interruptions because he wanted to hear her responses; besides, he was not the kind of man to mind in the first place. But Sarah's mind was off in another world; a world filled with white dresses and little red books and plays recited by a stone bridge. But she couldn't make the image solidify in her mind to form a cohesive memory. Her thoughts were interrupted by the king. "Jareth is both king of the Goblin City as well as ruler of the great Labyrinth. He upholds the laws of the Labyrinth, an ancient magic that has served as a gateway between the Aboveground and Underground for as long as memory can recall. His kingdom is second only to the High Court. He was too proud, I think, and took his defeat to heart. But he rebuilt his kingdom to be even more powerful and impenetrable to the point of almost surpassing my own. He is a very powerful and dangerous man." Alberon searched her face, but his serious words seemed lost to her. Her eyes had regained their glossy veneer which told him she was lost in thought. Oh yes, this will be easier than I thought. ________________________________________________________________________ She was kissing him again. Her lips were pressed firmly against his, her hands on his chest, his hair falling into her face, ticking her cheek. But this time, he was kissing her back. His hands pressed against he back until she could feel her entire body touching his. Her hands snaked up to close behind his neck as she sighed, parting her lips slightly against his. He eagerly took the opportunity to teasingly glide his tongue along her bottom lip before delving inside her mouth to fully taste her. She felt his cool fingers, clad in leather, slide against the skin of her neck and cheeks as he angled her head to suite his height. She returned his anxious ministrations with fury. She slid her tongue along his, tasting him, feeling his slightly pointed teeth. She thought she could get lost in him forever. He tasted of sin and magic. She inhaled deeply through her nose and could smell his heady aroma mixed with her own and she couldn't help but groan. He pressed himself even more firmly against her and she could feel his growing passion. She ran her fingers through his long hair, loving the feel of the silky strands between her fingers. He wanted to devour her and bit down slightly on her bottom lip when she tugged slightly at his hair. He could feel her smile against his mouth and his hands began to wander from their place at her jaw. His fingers followed the path of unadulterated skin along her neck and shoulder, down to the beginning swell of her breast, before he encountered resistance. She shivered against him and pulled back from the warring kiss, taking a deep breath. She wanted him so badly, to feel the fire he'd sent through her with his mere touch along the length of her entire body. He looked at her with a hunger that sent chills of need down her spine. But she had to see his face. 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