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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.

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Sorry it's been a while, life is pretty crazy at the moment. Just got back from vacation and moving in a week. Take the updates as they come, but remember feedback usually speeds up the process!
Unbeta'ed as always....ergo all spelling misstaeks are mien ;)
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It was a few days later, when all the guests had departed the Grand Palace for their respective homelands, that Jareth received a message from the High King. He sat lounging in his smaller throne room, the one his goblins favored for parties and naps en mass, when a tiny Goblin, came bounding into the room and up to him, scroll in hand.
"Kingy! Kingy! Message for Kingy!" Jareth reluctantly slung his foot back on the ground and took the paper from the eager creature before watching his unruly purple tuft of hair blend into the chaos of the rest of the room. Jareth stared down at the deep blue seal and muttered to himself.
"What the devil can he possibly want now?" He tore open the scroll and read the message from the High King. "Blast that old, meddling man!" He leaned back into his throne, casting a hand over his face to block out the world. The goblins nearby who had heard his outburst turned to look, concerned, at their king. They were just about to loose interest when his powerful voice boomed through the room. "Karyn!"
In an instant, a lovely young woman appeared at his side. Her pale red hair in stark contrast to the sever black dress she wore. "It seems my mere attendance at the masque wasn't enough. The old loon has just sent me word of his immanent arrival--no doubt in an attempt to thwart any attempt to escape." He let out a frustrated growl before sighing; he'd long ago resigned himself to obeying the amiable ruler. It just couldn't be helped, no matter how hard he tried or how cleverly he schemed. "Please tell the cook that the High King will be joining us for dinner, and have the usual room prepared." She bowed to him silently and disappeared from the room in the same way she'd entered. Jareth left the throne room as well, however he opted to walk the hall leading to his favorite and most despised room in the castle. As he opened the doors and looked out over the twisting, gravity-defying stairs, he mumbled, "I have a feeling I'm going to get a scolding tonight," and plunged into a deep-thinking pace that had him walking on the walls and rooted on the ceiling.
It was with reluctance, an hour later, that Jareth welcomed the High King and Queen to his court. Their entourage immediately went to work taking their trunks to their usual suite as they entered the main throne room. Jareth had majicked in suitable thrones for his honored guests and stood before the three ornate chairs at the head of the room.
He smiled politely and bowed to his king who beamed at him across the room. "Ah Jareth, what a pleasure it is to visit the Goblin Kingdom once again. I see you've done some work since we were last here." Jareth walked towards the small group of people entering his throne room and met the king half way. It wasn't until he got within a few feet of the party that he noticed one particular brunette step out from behind the High Kings personal attendant. His reply was lost on his lips as his eyes focused on her, and, as he stared at her as she looked around the room, the High King was more than happy to continue his critique of the renovations. All thoughts of compliment or criticism were lost to the Goblin King, however, when Sarah's innocent gaze met his and a flush crept up her neck to her cheeks.
Oh Hell.
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Sarah had no idea why the High King wanted her to accompany them to the Goblin Kingdom. She had politely declined once, but the king urged her to reconsider and, since he'd shown her so much kindness that she'd yet to repay, she didn't have the heart to refuse in the end. The fact that the ruler of said kingdom filled half her waking thoughts, and even more of her dreams, she decided, did not come into play.
Or, at least, that's what she told herself.
Breeda had rushed around her room, readying her trunk for the journey and short stay. Luckily, the trip wasn't a long one, and Sarah had few possessions to speak of, so it wasn't long before her things were made ready. She asked why they didn't just majick their belongings, let alone themselves, to the Goblin Kingdom to save time and effort. Breeda gave a small sound of agreement but went on to explain.
"It be a matter of tradition te take the trip on foot across boarders. If every fea just popped 'imself inte court, when'er he felt, it'd be near impossible te keep track of 'em all. A King shows 'is respect by given of 'is time and energy te travel by foot, and it give th'other King the chance te prepare for 'im and 'is party."
"So, King Alberon is showing his respect for the Goblin King by travelling the mortal way, rather than using magic? But, isn't he High King? Why does he need to show a lower king respect?" Sarah asked, eager to learn all the social and political demands and expectations between courts.
"'is Majesty is a great King and he tries to show all 'is people 'is love for 'em when'er he can. He usually travels by foot when he goes to visit another kingdom, but sometimes he uses magic when it's an emergency or he wont be stayin' long."
"So it's not because of where were going, it's just what he usually does?" Somehow she felt slightly dissappointed by that.
"Tis not just that, me deary! The Goblin Kingdom be the most powerful kingdom in the Underground after the High Court. And, e'en then, there be those who say King Jareth is more powerful than e'en His Majesty, especially these past few years." Breeda half whispered this admission, thought they were alone in Sarah's bedchamber.
Sarah frowned at her, "Why only recently?"
"I hear tell it be thanks te some girl who challenged 'im and beat 'is labyrinth. He be so angry at bein' bested that he's been workin' non-stop te improve the kingdom and make the Labyrinth unbeatable."
"Hmm," Sarah mused, "He doesn't seem like a man easily defeated. I think I will have to see this Labyrinth."
"And I'd like te see whate'er girl could win it!"
And so it was with much ceremony that Sarah and the other members of the High Court who were going to visit the Goblin Kingdom (which were just the High King and Queen, but with all the attendants, ladies in waiting, and footmen, they made quite a parade) set out in golden carriages from the Grand Palace and made their way leisurely through a mountain pass towards their destination.
The trip passed pleasantly enough; Sarah watched the scenery pass by and asked questions of whichever lady in waiting or footman was at hand (Breeda stayed at the Grand Palace as she had other duties to attend to) about tree types and biting fairies, and court customs. A few kingdoms lay between them and that of the Goblins and each was unique and mysterious, though none came close to the grandeur of the Grand Palace. Sarah simply drank it all up, trying to distract herself from her worried thoughts and trembling stomach.
She had very mixed feelings about meeting with the King of the Goblins again. Their encounter had left her greatly shaken; she yearned to see him again, to memorize the sound of his voice, the contours of his face, but she feared her own reactions to him and they way he seemed to know her. Yet, the later made him even more intriguing since she could think of no way he would know her. Besides, if he did know anything about her past, surely he would have aided in recovering her memories by now? She shook her head from her musings and tried to ignore the flush the thought of him sent through her body and continued to stare at the strange world passing before her window.
Thus it was with apprehension and not a small amount of fatigue that Sarah entered the castle beyond the Goblin City. She had seen little of the famed labyrinth from her confining carriage, but the sight of the great stone edifice towering above the surrounding alabaster walls of maze and city sent a shiver along her spine. Her heart beat faster with every mile they covered on their way to the castle and, by the time she stepped out of the golden coach she couldn't shake an odd feeling of déjà vu.
Her eyes roamed over every stone they came across and she fell back as the troupe was ushered through the great halls to the throne room. Her head felt light and her stomach of lead, but she attempted to swallow back her unease as she stepped into the large, well-lit room where the Goblin King greeted her party. She immediately turned at the sound of his voice, her wide-eyed wonder focused on him alone and, as an attendant shifted his weight, she looked right up into his sharp gaze.
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