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Summer Storms and Imaginary Kings	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 5486 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Baby stuff, lemony goodness, and fluffy fun.
A month later, The King and Queen of the Goblins formally announced the coming of their first child. There was a huge celebration and ball both in the Goblin Kingdom, and at the capitol city of Talystra, with gifts and well wishes pouring in from all over the realm.
Jareth had to assign a staff and rooms to accommodate all the gifts. The ones that weren't alive anyway.
The unicorn gifted to the By The King and Queen of The Twilight Forest from their personal herd, was built it's own stable and assigned it's own caretaker.
Sarah had almost fainted at the sight when it first appeared, as she had no idea unicorns even existed.
Justinia had chosen to stay on at The Goblin Castle, and was made The Royal Librarian. It was a quiet job that she greatly enjoyed, as it granted her much solitude.
She also chose to move back to her rooms, to give Sarah and Jareth more space, plus, even though she wouldn't ever say it, being around a very pregnant Sarah was a still a bit painful for her. Sarah tried to be understanding of that, and let her have time to heal.
Caolin and Sherryana announced they were officially courting. Sarah was thrilled for them. She was looking forward to having another married lady around the castle. She smiled watching them walk around together, touching hands, occasionally stealing a kiss. It was so sweet.
The midwife arrived, an ancient silver haired woman Moirah, who had attended Jareth's own mother during all her pregnancies.
She was thought as the best midwife in the realm, and Jareth would not have any less overseeing the birth of his child and the care of his Queen.
Sarah at first, was unsure. Moirah was very stern at first, bossing her around. She discovered after a time, that while all business when it came to her position, she had a sweet side and a wicked sense of humor.
She had helped birth hundreds and hundreds of children, of all species and stations, even the occasional human, So Sarah could not dispute her qualifications.
She wasn't shy and would answer a question about any subject, no matter how embarrassing to ask for Sarah. Eventually Sarah was grateful to have her to go to.
As the months passed, Sarah's body did adjust to her pregnancy, and the morning sickness subsided.
Sarah, now 5 months pregnant, had to forgo her training for the time being. In fact Jareth insisted she stop hand to hand all together as soon they had discovered she was with child, but he did relent and still trained her with the sword until she had started to show.
So now she was restless, and paced around the castle. She wasn't good at this whole "lady of leisure" thing.
She made her way down to the gardens. Her gardens, that Jareth had had created for her. She loved it here, being outside in the sunshine.
Hoggle was there, watering the bright green roses now called "The Queen Sarah" rose. It had appeared withing in the garden a few weeks after she had been here and the garden was being constructed. No one was certain, but Sarah had a feeling The Labyrinth had created it.
"Good day Hoggle!" She said, happy to see her old friend.
"Afternoon Lady Sarah!" Her replied in his gruff manner. "Hows the little 'un girly? Goin' to be a pip that one. Gives you and the King quite a time. Specially if the babe is like you."
"The baby is doing wonderful Hoggle" She said smiling at him, rubbing her expanding girth. "Only a few months to go. Wish the time would move a little faster. I'm anxious to get back to normal."
Hoggle laughed his barking laugh. "Gets used to nothin' bein' normal again...at least the way normal was. Normal? Hah! Ain't no normal anymores Sarah. Babes take normal and flip it upside down and inside out."
"How do you know, old friend?" She wondered.
"I has been 'round babes my whole life. Comes from a big family I does. I was the oldest too. Dwarves have lots and lots o' babes, dozens. My kin is spread all over the realm. We ain't so infertile as yer and Jareth's kind, There are lots less dwarf families to begin with, maybe a hundred or so, so all the families are big. Took care o' more than my share of babes" Hoggle informed her.
"Really? Hoggle you've never told me that." Sarah was surprised at this information.
Hoggle shrugged. "Ya never asked. Not important anyways." He continued watering flowers as they talked.
Sarah sat on the bench that was placed nearby, already a little tired from the walk. "It's important me, my friend. Someday I would love to hear all about your family."
"Nothin' special 'bout my family, Sarah." He noticed Sarah's frown, and didn't want to upset her. "But if you want ta hear about 'em, don't mind tellin ya. sometime."
He noticed Sarah was a bit weary. "Best be gettin' back inside there, girly. Expectin' ladies need rest."
"I know." Sarah said. "I just get tired of getting tired.. you know?"
"Enjoy yer rest while you can. That babe is going ta run you ragged in no time." Hoggle told her, shaking his finger.
Sarah enjoyed the sun for a few more minutes, watching Hoggle work his way around the roses.
She stood slowly. "Well, I guess you are right, I feel a nap coming on. Ugh. Have a beautiful day!"
She made her way back to the castle, and to her study.
When she went in, she noticed Sherryana wasn't there. So she went a grabbed a book she had been reading and laid on the large sofa in front of the fireplace.
Originally it had been a fancy velvet thing that she found so uncomfortable, and not her style at all. So she had used a bit of magic to create this thick overstuffed aboveground style sofa, much like the one she had when she lived there. If had become a favorite afternoon napping spot the past couple of months.
As she laid there curled up, she noticed the baby was moving around quite a bit.
Her mind went back to the first time she had felt the fluttering feeling,. She had been in bed, just drifting off, when she had felt it. She sat straight up and gasped, hands holding her abdomen.
Jareth, who was sitting is his favorite chair reading, had jumped up and was by her side in a flash, his eyes wide and worried.
"Are you alright?" He had asked. putting his hands over hers. "Is it the child? Tell me."
She looked up and a smile had spread across her face, saying nothing, waiting to feel it again.
"Sarah? Please, tell me?!" Jareth had said again.
She met his eyes and said simply. "It moved, Jareth."
He had sagged with relief at first, then stopped. "Wait, Moved?" The babe moved? I want to feel!"
Then she felt it again, and moved his hand to the place on her belly the sensation was coming from.
The look on his face that moment was priceless. She had wished right then she a good old fashioned aboveground camera. It was etched in her memory though. It was the most innocent look she had ever seen on his face, total childlike wonder at the sensation of his child moving within her womb. Then he smiled, and laid his head upon her belly, speaking in that lilting language, then singing. They had stayed that way for at least an hour, until the baby's movements had subsided.
Ever since Jareth had been fascinated with her growing belly and the child within. Sarah found it profoundly charming and sweet most of the time...there where those times where it was really really annoying, she couldn't help it. She didn't want to be annoyed, but it seemed her hormones had a mind of their own these days.
Being all warm and snuggled into the couch, she soon drifted off to sleep, her book slipping to the floor.
She awoke to the sensation of someone stroking a finger down her cheek. Eyes flitting open, she looked up to see Jareth watching her, in that head cocked to the side, owl like expression he had.
He didn't shift very often anymore, typically it was a form he took to travel aboveground, as it took less energy to fly above than it took to transport, but occasionally he would crave the freedom of flight, and he would shift and fly around his lands, just observing everything, noting anything needed to be taken care of.
It was also a good way to watch something unnoticed that someone might not be wanting him to know about. Like goblins getting into mischief.
She had personally only watch him do it twice, the first time at the end of her first visit, was almost painful to think about, and the second shortly after she arrived, he had simply needed to fly, so at sunset he had kissed her, then shifted and took off into the sky as she watched with a smile. She hoped to someday join him, but she wasn't sure if she would ever be able to shift, or if she did, if an owl would be her form.
When he looked at her in that way, it always reminded her of that night, before she ran home in the rain, Jareth in owl form watching her playacting in the park.
"Sleep well, precious?" He asked.
Sarah yawned and stretched. "What time is it?"
"We still have a hour or so before dinner" Jareth said, making his way over to sit next to her, as she sat up.
"Good, I'm hungry tonight." She answered, leaning into him. "But my feet are puffy and sore. I think I walked too much today."
"You need to relax more, love, you are getting too far along to go wandering around everywhere now." Jareth said, sounding a little chastising.
Sarah sighed loudly. He was right, it bugged her to admit it to herself, but he was.
"Here, my wife, put your feet up, I will massage them for you." He commanded, removing his gloves.
She did as he said, but glared at him a little. Apparently this is one of those "being annoyed" times. He did give excellent foot rubs, so she relented and let him do it, her feet hurt to much to argue at the moment.
She let herself relax and enjoy his hands on her feet, kneading them gently. He must have added a little magic into it, because then pain went away pretty quickly.
She moaned softly, closing her eyes. Something about his hands on her always made her feel a bit like a pile of jello, she never told him that, as she doubted he knew what jello was.
"Feeling better, love?" he asked. His hands were now wandering up her legs, under her dress.
"Yes, so much better...but..where do you think you are going, Mr Handsy?"
She opened her eyes and looked down, meeting his eyes. He smirked at her..picking up her foot, and trailing his lips over toes, then up her foot and leg.
"You are positively luscious, Sarah..." He murmured, nibbling on her knee.
She reached down and ran her fingers over his hair, so downy soft. "I love you, but you really are insane. I'm huge and expanding hourly."
Jareth moved to lay next to her, kicking off his boots. He ran his hands over her curves, then her rounded belly. She turned to see him better, laying on he back while was on his side, his eyes taking her in.
"I think you are as irresistible as a sweet ripe peach. Maybe I will take a taste." He bent down and kissed her thoroughly, sucking on her lips.
Sarah felt his arousal pressing into her hip. "Really? wow..nice to know even waddling around like a duck, I still got it." She grinned.
He laid his head next to hers, moving her dress down and kissing her shoulder "Oh, you most definitely still have it, any time you like, you can still have it." He said wiggling his brows.
"That's not what I meant, you horny old king." she said laughing.
Jareth sat up a little and shrugged off his jacket, getting more comfortable. He worked the lacings of the dress she wore. She had foregone corsets a month or so before, having crafted some loose dresses to accommodate her growing belly. So her dress was of an empire cut, the top lacing up over her breasts.
"Jareth...here?" She breathed into his ear.
"Why not here, it's as comfortable as anywhere else." He pushed the top of the dress down, exposing her even fuller breasts to him, He ran his fingers over them, then gently circled her nipples, knowing they had grown even more sensitive than before.
"But what if Sherryana comes in? Sarah gasped out, as her husband toyed with her, causing sensations that make her whole body tingle.
He waved a hand and she heard the door lock. "There now, no one will disturb us." He took a nipple into his mouth and suckled, driving her need higher.
Sarah had been shocked to find as the months went by, Jareth only seemed to be more attracted to her, if that was possible.
He told her, he could smell her hormonal changes, and he seemed to be addicted to her scent and taste.
Moirah had confirmed for her that it was indeed a common thing in their kind, once bonded an immortal couple could sense, smell, even taste subtle changes in each other, and that fluctuating pregnancy hormones like hers could be especially potent to her husband.
She also told Sarah she should feel lucky because of it..it would only further bond them to each other. She gave her the advice to enjoy it now because having babies will limit the alone time she will be able to enjoy with her husband, and that as long as she was healthy, her pregnancy wouldn't interfere.
Jareth slid her dress down further, kissing the beginning of the rise of her abdomen. Then he sat up a little again and tugged his shirt over his head.
He helped her sit up a little so she could get her dress off, then laid her back down, pulling her leggings down and off, leaving her gloriously naked before him. His eyes roved over her taking her full breasts, her widened hips, the small round bump where his child was safely ensconced.

"You look like an earth goddess, my wife." He felt himself grow to full hardness just viewing her.
He took his pants off, setting himself free, and laid down next to her, meeting her eyes, cradling her to him and kissing her breathless.
"Jareth.." she moaned, as he let his fingers play over her folds, slipping between, stimulating her, rubbing the center of her desire, making her shudder.
He buried his face into her neck breathing her in, feeling how slick and wet she was.
She reached for him, taking his shaft in one hand she could feel him throbbing, she did not want to wait any longer.
"I need you inside me..Jareth.. oh god.."
He got up and placed himself between her legs, putting them over his shoulders. They had had to find different ways of lovemaking lately, this was one position they both enjoyed very much, especially Jareth, he had a most arousing view of seeing himself inside of her, and being able to watch her come undone beneath him.
He slid himself inside of her body, loving how incredibly tight her hold on him was, how her channel grasped onto him. Then he began thrusting gently, always taking care to maximize her pleasure and not let himself get to vigorous in his movements. Only she had ever given him this level of excitement.
"Sarah..you are like velvet against me.." He closed his eyes and tipped his head back, relishing the feel of her..getting a solid hold of her hips.
Sarah felt like she was melting from the inside out. Jareth found the right rhythm and kept a firm, but for him, fairly gentle pace. She grabbed a hold of the armrest above her head, and undulated her lower half against his thrusting hips. Moaning his name, she began a steady rise to her peak.
Using his leverage, Jareth tipped her hips upward, to get get deeper access into Sarah's body. Then he took one hand from her hips and stroked her clit with his finger, driving her further and faster to the edge.
Shortly after she felt her body tighten and climaxed in sweet waves of pleasure, less intense than usual, but drawn out longer due to her husband's gentle actions, then her whole body relaxed.
Jareth was getting close, but tried to hang on a few minutes longer.
He shifted back, putting Sarah's legs down, and pulled her up with him, until he was leaning against the back of the couch and she was straddling him. He pushed her hair out of her face, and she grabbed his face between her hands and starting kissing him, then moved to his neck, biting down and sucking the skin there.
He groaned at the sensation..she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and thrust herself down on him, then rolled her hips, the friction of his body inside hers once more driving her over the edge.
Jareth pulled her hair, tipping her head back to taste the skin of her neck..than he exploded inside of her, groaning into her neck, unable to hold back any longer he buried his face against her chest, emptying himself in her, shuddering in release.
As their tremors died he ran his hands over her, catching his breath.
"Oh my Sarah...how you make me feel..." He finally said. Planting soft kisses over her neck, check, face, and finally her lips.
Sarah ran her fingers through his hair. Saying nothing for a few minutes, just letting the moment speaking for itself.
She shifted off of him, and laid her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
"I love you so much Jareth..you seem to know me, better than I know myself. sometimes I wonder how I got here."
"I was just this normal everyday ordinary teenager from Connecticut, then I found that book...and..my whole life turned into something completely different. Something beyond anything most people could ever imagine. Sometimes I think I will wake up, and it will all be just a very long, very amazing dream."
Jareth turned and cupped her face. "There has never been anything ordinary about you, my love. You were born to be here. To be my wife, my equal. You were born my soul mate. That I found you is a miracle."
She smiled at him, and kissed his mouth softly.
"Do you think dinner is being served? I was hungry before, now I'm starving."
To accentuate the point, her stomach grumbled loudly.
He laughed, hugging her tightly to him. "Ahh..a bonus of afternoon delights. Working up an appetite."
He helped her dress, then she did the same for him., straightening their hair and clothing.
With another wave of his hand the door unlocked.
Leaving the study, Jareth nodded at the guards by the door. The guards gave each other knowing looks after the King and Queen had passed. They knew what went on between those two, and had talked privately among themselves that they expect to have a dozen younglings to watch out for in the near future, the way their King and Queen were.
A few weeks later, Caolin and Sherryana asked to speak with Jareth and Sarah together.
They met in the king's study.
"Is there something wrong?" Sarah asked.
"Not at all My Lady." Caolin responded. "We just wanted you two to be the first to know, I have asked for Sherryana's hand, and she has accepted."
Sarah clapped her hands in delight. "Really?! Oh wow you guys that is wonderful congratulations!" She hugged them both tightly, well as tightly as she could, having just passed the 6 month point in her pregnancy.
Jareth smiled, happy to hear the news, but more subdued than his wife. "May I offer my best wishes, Caolin and Sherryana. Please let me know when you like to be married, I will happily perform the marriage rites. We will also move you both into a shared suite so you may have more room."
"I am grateful Your Majesty. We will not need to wait long. We just want something simple" Sherryana said, curtsying to him.
Jareth thought a moment. "I have a clear afternoon day after tomorrow. Will that be suitable?"
Caolin answered. "That would be perfect, My Lord."
Jareth shook his hand, and kissed Sherryana's cheek.
Sarah was ecstatic, she took Sherryana's arm and told the other woman. "We need to get you a new dress for the ceremony..and flowers! Oh wait Jareth we should have it in my garden, wouldn't that be beautiful?"
Jareth cleared his throat.. "Sarah..." but she was already off , dragging Sherryana with her, talking about wedding plans.
He turned to his assistant. "I apologize, Caolin. I told her that marriage was a fairly simple thing here, but I do believe you may end up with a far more elaborate affair than you bargained for."
"It is understandable, Your Majesty. Her human origins being what they are. I would not be objectionable to some flowers and my bride having a new dress, or having the rites performed in the garden. It might be quite..nice."
"Yes, it might be." Jareth said. "I will talk to Her Majesty, try to keep it to no more than that. We will also have a wedding feast of course."
Caolin, bowed again to his king. "Thank you My lord."
Jareth smirked. "Shall we go discover what those two are up to, old friend?"
"We had better." Caolin smiled back.
They went in search of the two women, finding them already in the gardens.
"Sarah, may we speak in private, please? Jareth asked, interrupting her excited chatter.
She gave Jareth a questioning look. "Sure, Jareth."
He took her arm and escorted her some distance away form the other two.
"Sarah, this isn't the aboveground, nor will this be an aboveground wedding. I have no issue with performing the rite here in the garden, but let's leave it at that. I do not think they would be comfortable if we let this get out of hand. "
Sarah bowed her head. "oh...I'm sorry I...I just thought..." She put her face in her hands, tears coming to her eyes.
Jareth stepped forward and put his hands on her shoulders. "Sarah, what is wrong? No one is upset with you, least of all me."
She looked up into his face, her green eyes moist with unshed tears. "I'm sorry Jareth, it's not you..It's..ohh I think it's this stupid hormones more than anything. I knew that. I mean I knew about the whole "no big deal" on them marriage thing...I just thought it would be fun, and got carried away.
"Can I ask you something? When we got married..you said it wasn't necessary to have a ceremony because we were married when we bonded..I'm confused."
"Sarah. I'm a King here, it is different for me. I performed the rites during our bonding, so it WAS our ceremony. Within my kingdom, all marriages are subject to my approval. The rite is more of a way to say, I approve, and sanction the marriage. I did not need permission or approval from anyone but you. Yes, if you fully bond with another here, you are considered married in the eyes of the general populace, but it is not official until your sovereign signs off on it, so to speak." He answered.
"I get it now! I'm not sure if I'm okay with the concept, Jareth, I think if someone wants to get married they should be able to." She said.
He chuckled. "I am not surprised. I wouldn't worry about it. Who am I to refuse anyone their heart's desire? I have never not approved, merely a formality. It rarely happens anywhere, among the subjects. Now among royalty, I can guarantee no child of ours will marry without both of our approval, when the time comes. For their own protection, if nothing else."
She grinned inwardly. Lord help if they had a daughter...the bog will get mighty crowded with would be suitors.
She started giggling picturing it, and Jareth looked at her like she had grown another head, marveling at her mood swings."What are you laughing at, Sarah?"
She composed herself quickly. "Ohhh..nothing. Well nothing important right now, maybe someday I'll tell you."
His eyes narrowed. "You will tell me now."
"Hey, don't get all "Kingy" with me. "she said, using the term the goblins used. He hated secrets, and surprises were very difficult to keep from him. She had long ago figured out he was exceedingly curious and childlike about those things. She couldn't help herself now and then, though, she found it cute..mostly.
"Sarah.." he started in his commanding tone.
"It's just a silly thing, so you know what..no. For once I'm not letting you talk it out of me. Just deal, Your don't get to know every little thing that goes on in my head." She answered, turning from him and making her way to Caolin and Sherryana, with a huge grin on her face.
Jareth watched her go, a little annoyed, but also a bit admiring. Only she could get away with that, he thought. Then he smirked. I'll get it out of her..later.
He followed her back to the group, and they finalized plans. The would perform the rites in the garden, and Sarah would make sure Sherryana had a nice dress for the occasion...but she let it go at that.
Once that was done, she hurried back to the castle She had to meet with the midwife. Jareth insisted on weekly checkups..and she was late, getting caught up in the wedding talks.
She made her way to her rooms, where Moirah was waiting outside.
"I'm so sorry Moirah!" She exclaimed, seeing the woman tapping her foot. She was absolutely the most punctual person Sarah had ever known. She got the feeling if Moira told the baby to come at 2pm next Tuesday, the baby would not argue. Technically she would never *say* anything. since Sarah outranked her, but Sarah still felt properly chastised.
"Good Afternoon My Lady." Moirah said brusquely. "Shall we get started?"
"Yes, Moirah." Sarah said, smiling at the older woman.
The midwife gave the younger girl a half smile, and they hustled inside.
Moirah used a basin to wash her hands, and proceeded to examine Sarah both magically and a physical examination.
"You are fine, Your Majesty, perfectly healthy. Are you certain you do not want to know whether the babe is male or female?"
"I'm sure..I always said that I wanted to wait and be surprised, when my baby is born. As long as he or she is healthy and happy, it doesn't matter to me."
"Ahh..yes I have heard that is an aboveground custom." Moirah said, finishing up with her examination.
"Well, until maybe 50 years ago, if that long, it wasn't an option to know. We don't have magic like you have here, so whatever happened, happened. A lot of women get feelings about it, I do have that but, I would rather see if my suspicion is confirmed the regular way...I guess you can take the human out of the girl, but you can't take the girl away from her humanity."
"What do you think it will be, My Lady?" the midwife asked.
Sarah smiled, and paused. "I think it's a girl. I think we will have a daughter...but I worry that Jareth might be disappointed it won't be a boy first."
Moirah did smile then, she did not say so, but she found the girl's human ways very charming. She had treated humans before, changelings of course. human born immortals were very rare. An immortal woman would be thrilled to have a child at all, and not be concerned with whether their husband would be disappointed or not at the sex.
"I do not think you need to worry about such things, Your Majesty. I think the King will be happy either way."
"I hope so." Sarah said, frowning a little."I'm still kind of lost sometimes. Everything happened so fast."
Moirah helped Sarah off the bed and stand up. "It seems so. But you are very strong, in power and in mind. You will be able to adjust. You already have adjusted very quickly, it's quite remarkable really. Changelings take years to come to terms with all they become, but it seems you were born to be here, no matter where your birth took place. I would say bonding with one with such power as The Goblin King didn't hurt, either."
Sarah got a dreamy look on her face. Moirah, when she first arrived, who had seen much and birthed babies from all classes of beings in this realm, never had seen such a love that existed between The Goblin King and his chosen Queen, this little one was truly blessed.
She could tell when the girl was thinking of her husband, it was quite sweet, really, even for a seasoned woman as herself who had seen it all, she reasoned to herself, well, she had thought she had seen it all.
"Oh! Moirah! Sarah exclaimed. "I almost forgot, Caolin, and Sherryana are getting married day after tomorrow in the afternoon, in my garden. would you like to attend? It won't be a big event or anything, which I keep getting told is the norm here, but I'm inviting Merrik, Justinia, and a few of my other friends too. Please come."
Moirah bowed. "Thank you, Your Majesty, I would be honored to attend."
"Yay!" Sarah said, clapping her hands together. She knew she needed to keep it small, but she couldn't help from being excited for her friends, she asked if she could invite a few people, and everyone had agreed it was fine.
Moirah shook her head and smiled, as she got her instruments together and Sarah had went to bathe. Sarah hadn't commanded her, but Moirah out of instinct had accepted. The girl's enthusiasm was infectious.
Two days later, the group met, Sarah and Jareth,along with Merrik, Justinia, Moiriah, plus Hoggle and Sir Didymus, Ludo and various goblins, to watch Caolin and Sherryana's union.
After the short ceremony, They all joined in the feast, and celebrated long into the evening, until the newly wedded couple headed to their new quarters, and Jareth insisted Sarah needed to get to bed.
She tried to deny she as tired but after about the tenth yawn Jareth would hear no more protests.
"Sarah.." He said in his warning voice. "Don't defy me. You cannot keep pretending you don't need more rest right now. The child needs it too."
She gave her husband an annoyed look. "Oh fine. Use that against me." She made sure to hug everyone goodnight, while Jareth stood by the door, arms folded. "Good night, my friends, it seems I'm being put to bed."
She walked past her husband, who bowed a good night to the gathered group and followed his wife to their rooms.
"Jareth, I am not a child." She said to him once the door was shut.
"Oh am well aware you a very very grown up woman. however, pregnancy makes you rather petulant." He answered, smirking at her.
She put her hand on her hips. "Don't you smirk at me Your Majesty. I swear there are times I want to smack that smirk off your face."
Jareth narrowed his eyes. "Well now, aren't we violent tonight. Am I to be the victim of another one of your charming mood swings?"
"Hey!" She exclaimed loudly. "Listen, I'm fat, I'm tired, my back hurts and my feet are swollen. I was just trying to have a little fun tonight.' She waggled a finger at her husband. "I don't need some crazy haired king with a superiority complex telling me what to do!"
Jareth couldn't stop himself. The sight of his wife, one hand on her hip, waggling a finger at him, pregnant, with such an indignant look or her face...his smile grew across his face, and he started chuckling, which built to full blown laughter.
"What are you laughing at?" She said watching him shake with building laughter and make his way to a chair.
He stopped laughing enough to look at her and see she was giving him that very annoyed look again. "In the words of my beloved wife.. You know what..I'm not telling...you do not get to know everything that is going on in my head."
Sarah stomped her foot in frustration, turning away from him, and started to change for bed, mumbling to herself. Jareth could pick out various words, and got the idea she was mumbling about doing activities that involved extreme pain to his private parts.
"Now now, Precious. Threatening my baubles again are we? For one thing, I think a few of your ideas are a physical impossibility, and for another...I think you enjoy those specific parts of me far too much to go through with your nefarious plans."
She had changed into her nightgown, and then turned back to him.
"I'm going to bed. Just like you commanded me to do. Goodnight."
With that she climbed into bed and turned away from him.
He rolled his eyes as he got up from the chair. He changed and got into bed, but she turned the other way so she was once again facing away from him. He knew the best course was to just apologize, even if he was right.
He snuggled against her body and wrapped his arms around her kissing her cheek. She tried to squirm away but he held her firmly, and spoke into her ear.
"Precious, it is not my intention to tell you what to do in such a way that you think I believe I am superior to you. Quite the opposite most days. I just want you to get plenty of rest and take care of yourself. It will not be for much longer, my love."
Sarah closed her eyes. She knew he was just concerned for her welfare, but she got so irritated with him lately. "I know, Jareth. I just...I can't help it..the littlest things bug me these days."
He smiled into her hair, feeling her anger slip away.
"Well you have always had a temper...apparently pregnancy brings out the best in you." He said.
She giggled, then sighed, relaxing into her husbands body, absorbing his warmth.
"You were right."
He raised an eyebrow. "About what?"
"I do enjoy your naughty bits to much to plot against them." she replied.
He laughed softly. "Thank the gods, I rather enjoy you, enjoying them. I would miss that."
She turned and kissed him, then snuggled further into the pillows.
"Goodnight, Your Majesty." She said.
"Sweet dreams my love."
She fell asleep quickly, but Jareth laid there for a long time, thinking how much his life had changed in not even a year. A year ago he had almost resigned himself to mere glimpses into her dreams, and now she was here, and carrying his daughter.
She didn't know he knew, and he would act surprised after the birth. but he knew months ago, that the child was clearly female, her feminine energy both foreign and familar, with traces of both himself and Sarah, but also a power uniquely her own.
She was going to bring about many wonderful things for his world. His pride that he and Sarah had created such a being was bursting at the seams. Only 3 more months and he would finally hold her in his arms. He wondered if she would have dark hair or fair..what color her eyes would be, would her laugh sound Sarah's.
He put his hand on Sarah's belly, silently saying a prayer of thanks to the Gods.
Finally he closed his eyes and slept.
The next morning as they were eating, he noticed Sarah seemed preoccupied and was picking at her food.
"Sarah, are you feeling alright? You are not eating." He mentioned.
"I guess there is something bothering me." She mumbled, not meeting his eyes.
"If it's about last night, Sarah, love, it's to be expected that you would be emotional..." He said.
"No that's not it." She answered quickly.
"Then, what is it? You can tell me anything, you know this."
Sarah took a deep breath, she knew she just come out with it.
"I am worried you won't be happy if this baby isn't a boy." She looked up, meeting his eyes.
He was surprised. Trying to think back to anything he may have said that would make her think that. Of course, he already knew differently. Maybe pretending not knowing the sex of the child wasn't a good idea.
"Why would you think that?" He chose his words carefully.
"Well I know how men are, at least, most men I've ever known, they always want a son..and you are a king, and maybe we won't have anymore because of the whole "immortals have a hard time conceiving" thing, so I thought it would be even more important for you to have a son." She confessed.
He took her hand. "Sarah, I promise you, I do not have a preference, I just want our babe to be healthy and happy. As for having more.. yes I would like us to have many children, but if we are only blessed with one, whether a male of female, he or she will be cherished beyond imagining."
She breathed a sigh of relief. " I'm glad because..well, I get this feeling it's a girl. I don't know why, I just have this feeling, you know?"
He grinned slowly. "I do indeed."
She looked at him, incredulous. "You know, don't you?"
"I really had no choice in the matter, her energy is quite clear to me, and I can feel her like a beacon." Jareth replied. "Our daughter is going to be a powerful leader in this world" He squeezed her hand. "Like you."
She smiled back. "So we are having a daughter?"
She jumped up as fast as her growing belly would let her, and wrapped her arms around her husband. He turned to the side so he could place her in his lap, and ran his hands over her abdomen. She kissed him thoroughly, and he returned her joy in kind.
"I wonder if anyone else knows." She said to him, now wondering if everyone who had magic could tell.
"I do not know. I expect that Moirah knows, as she has examined you with her magic." He replied.
"Okay, well, myself, you, and Moirah can know, but no one else..agreed?" She told him.
He shook his head at her words. She was persistent that someone would be surprised. "If that is your wish."
She got up and went back to her chair. "Well, I guess we better start think about names for this little one. Do we give her an underground name, or an aboveground name? What do you think?"
"I am sure whatever name we choose, it will be a good one. How about I think of some names, and you think of some names, and we see where we are from there." He suggested.
"Alright. Wait, do you have a last name? Or should I say we?" She asked, surprised she had never even thought about it before.
"We do not have surnames like you do above. We are known by our titles, family positions, kingdom affiliations, et cetera. He explained.
"Technically, my official name is Jareth, son of Jastiel and Illiana, King of the Goblins and Keeper of The Labyrinth and The Ways."
"Wow, okay, that is..I'm not really sure what that is. Way too long for one thing. Eesh."She said, taken aback slightly.
He laughed. "Yours is even longer. Sarah, Daughter of Robert and Linda Williams of the Aboveground, Queen of the Goblins, and Keeper of The Labyrinth and the Ways."
"Well yeah, I guess it would be weird if your name was Jareth Jones or something." She giggled at the thought. How undignified that sounded. "What about middle names?"
He thought about this. "It isn't common, but not completely unheard of, for one to have a second name here."
"Mine is Elizabeth..not that you asked."She said.
"Ahh..that is lovely. Sarah Elizabeth. That makes your name even longer then does it not?" He raised his brow and smirked at her. "I never asked because it's not something one thinks about asking here. Names have a certain amount of power. This is why very few people called me Jareth, or are allowed too."
"But I get to right?" She asked him, wondering if she had been making some incredible faux pas all this time.
"Absolutely. you already have power over me, by merely your existence." He sighed, as if resigned to the condition.
She smirked at him. "Well then this should be interesting to test out."
"Sarah..." he said in that all too familiar warning tone.
"Just kidding.. Your Majesty..besides I only plan on testing it out in certain, specific situations."She wiggled her brows at him like he liked to do to her when he was being smarmy.
He laughed with her. "I wholeheartedly support that, you have my unconditional surrender in that area."
"Darn." Sarah said. "I was hoping you would put up a fight."
He laughed more loudly at that. "I might..I just might."
"Alright, husband, let's finish our breakfast, so you can get to court. Besides if we keep talking about names and such, you might add a few more onto mine to bug me."
"I will think about that, wife..see what I can come up with." He replied, still smiling.
They laughed together, enjoying their banter.
After they finished eating, Jareth rose and kissed his wife, then headed towards the throne room, to get prepared for court.
Sarah went to the balcony, getting some fresh air, and to take in the view of The Labyrinth, her daughter's birthright. She could hardly wait to show it to her.
She moved her hands over her swollen belly, feeling the baby moving around as she so often got active after Sarah ate.
"My little girl, you will bring such harmony to this land. Everyone will adore you...most of all me and your daddy. We both love you so much. I get the feeling you already know that, somehow."
Sarah looked to the horizon and the bright future for her new family. A thought drifted to Toby, and wished he could see his niece.
He would be such a good uncle. She feel a wave of sadness wash over her. Most of the time, she did not let it come to the front of her mind.
Lately though, Toby has been popping up more and more in her thoughts. She wondered why.
She walked back into the room, and looked at the picture she had framed and hung on the wall, of the drawing he had made her. "Someday we will see each other again, Toby. I promise. I miss you."
She sighed, and made he way to the door, to get her day started. She had given Sherryana a couple of days off to "honeymoon." so she would be busy.
She looked back to the picture. She sighed again and shrugged. Probably just hormones. She was glad she had an excuse to be so emotional right now.
Leaving the room, she shoved the thoughts to the back of her mind and began her day as The Goblin Queen.
Hmmm..I wonder why Toby is on Sarah's mind so much? Well let's wait and see shall we?
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