The Goblin King of Rock 'n' Roll | By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 3801 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Here we go!
The next morning Sarah rose with the sun. She had much to do and little time to do it. She had to have everything in place and be ready to go to the council with her contingency in a few hours.
Sir Derryn was going to fetch Hazel, and Roxy wasn't a problem, she was compliant and would accompany Sarah herself and her guards. The would be assassin was going to be tricky. He had to be taken chained up and heavily guarded.
She had worked most of the night on learning some control over her magic. She needed to have proper clothing, and the only way to get it fast was by magic. After several hours she managed to create an ensemble Sir Derryn and Weyliss agreed would be acceptable.
Sarah hated it. Granted it was beautiful, a rich purple velvet gown, trimmed in silver and gold. A gorgeous black velvet cape and slippers to match. It fits her like a glove because it was made for her.
Normally she may have liked it, bu in it she felt too vulnerable. She felt she might blend in with the drapery. This wasn't a ball. It was her husband's trial, and hers too of a sort. She could not fail.
She had went into Jareth's closet to find some ideas. She paused when she saw the midnight blue coat he had worn to dance with her in her dream back when she was 15. Tears threatened to come, but she fought them off. She had to be tough this day.
As she made to leave his closet she spied something that interested her. Pulling it out and looking at it, she smiled. That's it! She took the items and went to her room and got to work.
By the time she was done, Hazel had arrived.
She went to greet her in the throne room.
"Hazel!" She exclaimed, and hugged the older woman.
Hazel hugged her back tightly then pulled away and looked around. "So..this is The Goblin Kingdom! If my gran was alive she would hardly believe one of her own got to step foot in the underground again. I am honored, Lady Sarah." Hazel curtseyed.
Sarah giggled. "Come with me Hazel, I have something for you!"
She guided the woman to a guest room and handed her an appropriate outfit, and pretty underground style dress in a rich green to set off her red hair.
"Oh Sarah! It's beautiful!" Hazel said, thanking her with a hug.
"I'm glad you like it. Please make yourself at home. Derryn will come to get you in an hour. We will gather in the throne room and be off." Sarah kissed Hazel on the cheek and left. She sent a maid to help Hazel into the dress.
She had a servant go to the market and find a dress for Roxanna, as Sarah had barely enough time to create two, one for her and one for Hazel. She had used a book out of Jareth's library to find a spell to make Hazel's dress conform to fit her once she put it on. Fortunately Roxanna's size was a common one here so finding her appropriate court wear was not an issue. She had also ordered her would be assassin's clothes returned to him.
As Sarah dressed, she felt like she was going to have a nervous breakdown. She was scared and incredibly tense. If she could not pull this off, she might be the reason they killed Jareth. Then she would be alone here.
She would be Queen of a land she did not understand, part of a culture and people who would probably not be too happy to have her among them, and be responsible for every living being in The Goblin Kingdom.
On top of everything, the only man she ever loved would be gone from her. Sarah wondered if she could even survive long with out him. She loved him so deeply it frightened her. She never believed in the whole soul mate things, but she was beginning to.
Also, she would have to deal with wish aways. That was a frightening thought. She wondered how Jareth dealt with that. Couldn't be an easy thing, taking people's kids. Derryn told her is was rare now, but it did happen on occasion.
Once dressed she stared at herself in the mirror. "Alright Sarah, you can do this. You are The Champion. The Goblin Queen. Try to remember that okay? Don't let these bastards win. Everyone is counting on you." She told herself.
Her stomach grumbled and tightened. Ugh, no time for more of Weyliss' magic tea now.
She went to the throne room, where everyone had gathered. Every gaped at her.
"What?" She asked them all.
Weyliss cleared his throat. "Excuse us Your Majesty..but..you are going like that?"
Sarah smirked at him. "I changed my mind. It's a woman's prerogative, you know. Besides, I think I will make quite an entrance don't you?" She said with a confidence she did not feel. Ah well, she thought. Fake it until you feel it.
Sir Derryn walked to stand beside her. "I have been informed the trial has started, Your Majesty."
Sarah nodded. "Well, then I guess it's time. Shall we?" He smiled and offered her his arm.
In the blink of an eye, the group had disappeared.
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Jareth stood in front of the council.
Lord Brayson looked down at him from his chair in the middle of the dias smiling his reptile grin. Jareth thought he rather looked like a disagreeable toad.
They had bound The Goblin King in cuffs created to weaken his magic. To render it ineffective so he would be unable to harm anyone should the trial not go his way.
The court announcer stood and read the charges against Jareth. The hall was at full capacity, as each charge was read there were gasps of shock from the crowd.
Jareth rolled his eyes at the fakery of the court attendees. They were expected to act shocked so they did.
He hated court and rarely attended, and very few cared for him much at all.
He was not allowed to turn and see who was there, but he could wager a few guesses at his fellow monarchs of the realm pretending to give a damn what happened to him. He was certain there were several licking their lips at the thought of his demise.
The vultures would dearly love to carve up The Goblin Kingdom and divide it among themselves.
He had worked out that Brayson's main goal was to gain control of The Labyrinth itself, to access it's power. Jareth knew he couldn't care less about the city proper, the outlying villages of various species.
The population of immortals was much smaller in the Goblin Kingdom than elsewhere. Most considered goblins pests and nuisances. Jareth smirked to himself. Yes well they are aren't they? Still, they were *his* pests and nuisances.
Lord Brayson stood to make his opening statement.
"I hereby assert that The Goblin King has become not only an ineffective ruler, but blatantly breaks the laws of the underground, as well as commits acts of violence and treason against not only myself but the entire council. His contact with the human race had tainted him beyond saving. I call for either his death, or permanent banishment and stripping him of his immortality, wherein he can go live above and die about among his precious humans."
He walked across the dias, looking out into the crowd, and continued. "The Goblin King decided a human girl was his chosen mate. He refused to take her memories or her life after she beat The Labyrinth, and was duly punished. Then said human, a one Sarah Williams, somehow retrieved her memories after the council stripped them from her. Once again, The Goblin King refused to do his duty."
He took a pause for effect, milking the reaction of the crowd.
"He murdered an immortal woman, The Lady Roxanna of The Kingdom of Freecloud Mountain, which by the by is his native kingdom. She was said to be his friend, yet, he took her life simply because The Lady Roxanna dared insult his pet mortal!"
He waited for the appropriate shocked murmuring from the attendees, then continued.
"When the Goblin King was able to return, I went to him. To talk some sense into the man, reason with him. What does he do? He attacks me! In front of my honorable nephew Sir Keirnan! He threatened my life! Jareth The Goblin King is a menace to the underground!"
The crowd roared. When the noise died down, Another council member, Lady Corlin, spoke.
"You may speak, Goblin King."
Jareth smirked at the assembled council members. "Lord Brayson is liar who is conspiring to take my kingdom. He wants to sit his nephew on The Goblin Throne and thinks he can control The Labyrinth. If you let him, he will put you all in danger. No one can control The Labyrinth but myself. You all know this. He will try to wield magic he is nowhere near strong enough to wield and will inevitably create havoc in all of the underground."
Lady Corlin sighed. "Let us go through this one point at a time. Goblin King, did you allow the human to once again retain her memories and her life?"
Jareth nodded. "Yes I did. I would do it again. Sarah is no danger to myself or anyone here. I just need more time to convince her to be my queen. She has nothing but the utmost respect for the underground and it's residents. She has myself and several friends here. She would not put any of us in any danger."
Lady Corlin made some notes. "Did you murder The LAdy Roxanna of The Kingdom of Freecloud Mountain?" she asked.
"I did not." was his immediate answer.
"Then where is she?" He was asked.
"She is safely hidden." Jareth said, smiling and giving Brayson a knowing look.
More note scribbled by the council members.
"Goblin King, did you physically attack Lord Brayson?" another council member, Lord Bain, asked him.
"Yes, I did. He threatened me, He threatened my chosen queen and my subjects. In my own castle. I will not tolerate that from anyone."
Lord Brayson stood again. "The Goblin King lies! I did no such thing!"
He stormed as close to Jareth as he dared. He knew bound or not, Jareth was a dangerous man.
"I have some news for you, Goblin King." He spat. "You human is no longer an issue. If she is not yet dead, she soon will be. I sent a man of The Order of the Raven to take care of it."
Jareth lunged at the man and was pulled back by the guard hanging on to his bindings.
"Let go of me! Cretins!" Jareth bellowed. He growled and hissed, staring daggers at the man he hated with every fiber of his being. Fear was grabbing a hold of his insides and twisting them into knots. Sarah was in real danger, and if he did not get out of here, he could not protect her.
It took half a dozen guards to get Jareth minimally subdued. "Fine! Brayson, send me above. So I can find your assassin and tear him to tiny pieces. If a hair on her head is harmed, I will find a way to come back and make you suffer in a thousand ways."
Suddenly the doors burst open at the back of the hall. One of Brayson's aides came running down the aisle. "Lord Brayson! The contingency from The Goblin Kingdom has just arrived!"
He eyed his aide with some amusement. "So? What Sir Derryn and the healer are here. Send them in! Let them see the downfall of their wayward king!" He announced grinning.
"Lord Brayson you don't understand! It's not just Sir Derryn and Healer Weyliss..it's..."
The doors burst open again, and the group from the Goblin Kingdom entered. In front of the group was a woman. Dark hair, flashing green eyes, in full armor to match the formal armor traditionally worn by The Goblin King, At her side she bore a royal sword, on her hip a dagger. Around her neck the symbol of her station.
She strode to the front of the room followed by a dozen or more people. As well as two ogres, A dwarf, a rock caller and a fox creature riding a dog.
She reached the dais near Brayson and Jareth and stopped.
Jareth was on his knees being held down and could not see what was happening. He still struggled to get loose of the guards.
As her eyes crossed over the scene, they softened for a second. Before anyone could see she hid her emotions and faced the head of the council. Stone faced and as emotionless as possible.
Lord Brayson stared at her in disbelief.
The Goblin Queen had arrived.
As Sarah had walked down the aisle her knees were shaking. All the immortals in the crowd gaped and gasped. She heard the murmuring and the wonderment of who she was.
The butterflies in her belly were pretty much giant flying dragons by that point. She swallowed down the urge to vomit and held her head up. She faced them with as little emotion as possible. Sir Derryn had been thorough on his instructions.
She had seen Jareth's armor, the very armor he had worn the first time she seen him. She immediately decided she would make herself a matching set to fit her. She found it gave her a certain amount of confidence to dress like him. He was nothing if not confident, and she could channel a little of that attitude and make it her own..or try at least.
She saw the rotund man standing in front of the dias, yelling, and figured that was her target, Lord Brayson. She recognized him from Derryn's description.
Looking over she saw Jareth, on his knees being held down and subdued by some council goon squad. He had his hands and arms bound. It hurt her heart to see him that way, but first things first.
"You are Lord Brayson, I take it?" She asked. She made her hands into fists and held them at her waist, Goblin King style.
Lord Brayson stood up as tall as he could.
"I am. Who are you, may I ask?" He knew what she was going to say, but refused to act like he would think her important enough to know.
"I am Sarah Williams, formerly of the above, Wife of Jareth The Goblin King, and The Goblin Queen." She answered. Speaking strong and loud. Derryn had drilled that into her memory. She was proud she got through it just like they had practiced. They had practiced dozens of scenarios and conversations so hopefully she was prepared for anything any of the council would say or ask.
Jareth, meanwhile had stopped struggling in astonishment. His guard had loosened their grip so he was able to raise his head and finally see her for the first time in many weeks.
She was resplendent and his heart sang with joy. She was alive and safe! He looked as closer. He smiled, and it crept across his face. Nice touch, the armor.
Sarah looked over at them men holding Jareth, then back at Lord Brayson. "Release my husband. Immediately. Rescind your charges against him, and never attempt to interfere with our Kingdom again. Or you will force my hand."
The guards hauled Jareth up, so he could stand. Sarah turned towards him.
Finally their eyes met. Electricity that was palpable to anyone in the vicinity arched between them.
She turned back to the other man and her lip trembled just a little. But it was enough. He saw an opening in her facade.
"Sarah Williams?! A mortal?! Here! And you claim to be The Goblin Queen?! That is laughable girl! You are lucky I don't have you hauled out of here and executed on the spot!" How dare you sully the halls of the underground council!" He demanded.
As he spoke Sarah first let her fear overwhelm her a little. Her insecurities, everything she had been thinking about her role here he was attacking.. All the doubts that had plagued her since her arrival coming to the surface. She could not speak for a moment.
Them she looked at Jareth. He caught her gaze and gave her a look of confidence. He tipped his chin up and encourage her to do the same. She could read in his eyes, his belief in her, and she knew he was telling her to believe in herself.
Sarah took a deep breath in and faced Brayson.
As he watched she calmly held out a gloved hand. With a little effort produced a perfect crystal that teetered on her fingertips.
The entire hall went silent.
"As you can see, I am no longer human." She handed the crystal to Sir Derryn who stood beside her. She then proceeded to pull back her hair and show all the mark on her neck that bound her to Jareth.
She had noticed it had taken on a distinct shape over the last few days. The shape of the symbol on her necklace. "You will find a mark on The Goblin King's neck that corresponds with this one. We are fully bonded and married by the laws of the underground, and I have already solved The Labyrinth to prove my rightful place on The Goblin Throne. I assume you all know that by now." She finished, smirking at the man in front of her.
Lord Brayson was so incensed she thought fire would shoot from his eyes. He started to panic. The Goblin Kingdom was slipping from his hands because of this mortal girl.
"Listen woman. I do not care if you are a changeling. It changes NOTHING! No mortal, or changed mortal, can come here and take a position of such power! It just isn't done! You know nothing of running a kingdom. You cannot begin to understand how to wield magic effectively! Producing a crystal is NOTHING compared to the magic and power contained within that maze!"
His voice got louder and louder until he was screaming at the top of his lungs.
She grinned at him in that same infuriating way The Goblin King did. "I am no changeling. Lord Brayson. I was changed by way of blood in the Heart of The Labyrinth itself."
He stared at her a good minute, the Lord Brayson spoke again in a lower voice. "Be that as it may. The charges against ..your husband.." He said with some hesitation.. "are valid. He murdered an immortal woman in cold blood, and he attacked me."
Sir Derryn stepped forward a spoke. "We would like to present a witness if the council agrees."
They discussed it, then Lady Corlin nodded. "Yes Sir Derryn, please bring your witness forward."
The crowd parted, and there, who had been hidden purposely by guards. stood Roxy. She walked forward and faced Lord Brayson, whose eyes were bugging out of his head.
Sir Derryn bowed. "May I present The Lady Roxanna of The Kingdom of Freecloud Mountain."
There was a collective gasp around the room, including the council.
"Too bad Lord Brayson, Jareth didn't kill me after all. Like I'm sure you hoped he would." She told the man who she hated. "He still might, I do not know. I betrayed him and if that is the price I pay, then so be it. But I'm taking you down with me, after what you did to all of us. I will make sure you do nothing to harm my daughter and her family, regardless of what happens to me."
She smiled then, joyful at the shocked look on Brayson's face.
Another council member waved her forward. "Lady Roxanna, we are happy to see you live. Why is it that Lord Brayson thought you were dead at the hand of The Goblin King?"
She bowed. "If I may start at the beginning, Lords and Ladies of the council?"
They agreed, all except Brayson. "This is obviously some sort of trick! This can't be Lady Roxanna! Some disgusting form of magic has created a simulacrum of her!"
"You can have her examined thoroughly, by magic, if you wish." Derryn answered.
Lord Brayson huffed and puffed, but was silent.
Roxy told her story. She started from the point she was first approached by Lord Brayson to the moment she betrayed Jareth and ended up in his castle. As she spoke there were points when she looked at the floor in shame, ready to cry. But after a moment, and Derryn's hand that kept occasionally brushing her back to comfort her, she would gather herself and continue.
Sarah remembered Derryn had told her he and Jareth had known Roxy since they all were children. She imagined these things were not easy for him to hear, either.
When she was done Roxy could bear it no longer and the tears flowed down her cheeks as she took a few steps back. Sir Derryn wrapped an arm around her waist and spoke softly in her ear.
Sarah said nothing. She had already heard it, so nothing was a shock to her. She just watched Brayson's face which grew redder and angrier as his scheme was exposed. Occasionally her eyes would flit to Jareth standing a few feet away. He was unapologetically watching her and her alone.
When Roxy was done, Sarah stepped forward again. "So you can see, Roxanna isn't dead. So what else have you got..Lord Brayson?" She tilted her head and spoke in a mocking tone.
He was obviously ready to kill, but restrained himself. "I do not care what Roxanna says, she has lived with humans for too long and cannot be trusted in any case. Lies of such a person should hold no bearing on this court. As for you, Goblin Queen, when exactly were you changed? Hmmm? I can smell the new magic on you. All that matters is that at the point the charges were made against him;" He gestured towards Jareth, who had been oddly silent for a while, "stand because when they were made, you were not yet queen and were still a mortal in the human world!"
Sarah ran a hand through her hair and looked down. This was going to be tough. She expected Jareth would not react well at what she was about to do. "Fine. I have another witness."
She turned and nodded to the ogres, and the rest of the group parted. The young man of The Order was brought forward, heavily bound.
She heard Jareth snarl and turned in time to see him lurch forward, ready and very willing to kill.
"Underground filth!" He yelled, as the court guards held fast against The Goblin Kings attempts to free himself. "Stay away from her or I will remove your organs one by one and feed them to the trolls while you watch and suffer!"
Sarah paused. "May I speak to my husband, good council?"
They discussed it for a minute. "Yes, Your Majesty. However you will have to do so here in full view of us."
She nodded and walked to stand in from of Jareth. She reached out and took his hand, squeezing it. The guards would not allow more than that. The bond flared to life, and she smiled at him.
"Trust me, okay? I worked it out. I'm your Champion remember? Believe in me."
Jareth met her eyes, and they stared at each other for a long time. His anger retreated a bit and she saw the love that resided there.
"As you wish, Champion." Jareth finally said, "I do trust you Sarah. It's that...nasty creature I do not trust. You should not trust him either, love. He would gladly slit your throat as to look at you."
"Jareth, it will be okay." She affirmed. She reluctantly let go of his hand and returned to stand in from of the council.
She saw genuine fear in Brayson's eyes. She knew he had not expected this particular witness.
Sir Derryn came and stood next to the bound young man and recited more of their practiced speeches.
"Please state your name for the council." He demanded.
Everyone was shocked at this request. Clearly he was of The Order, and the knowledge he would give his name was quite scandalous.
The young man help his head up and his quick sharp eyes darted from one person to the other.
"I am Zerian, of The Order of the Raven. My clan resides in the Forest of the Singing Stones."
He met Lord Brayson's stare and smiled, his jagged teeth clearly visible.
The council was quite taken aback at the man's presence there. Just seeing one of The Order tended to make others nervous. The only make themselves known when they want to be seen, and that was rare outside of performing assignments which they had been hired for. So seeing one of them usually meant something very bad was going to happen.
One council member stood. "You realize you have violated the laws of the Order, and you are now clanless?"
"I do" Zerian answered. "My life is forfeit anyway, and I will not lie for the likes of him." He gave Brayson a knowing look. "The Goblin Queen has given me temporary asylum in The Goblin Kingdom."
"Alright..Zerian." LadY Corlin said. "Why are you here, and at the behest of The Goblin Queen?"
"I was hired by Lord Brayson to take her, Lady Sarah's, life. We were not told she was no longer human. He deliberately omitted information because he knew we would not have taken the job. Because he knew we do not perform royal assassinations."
The council began talking among themselves excitedly. A councilman, Lord Bain, turned back towards the man to ask him further questions. "What exactly happened aboveground?"
"I followed the directions given to me by Lord Brayson. I located the woman and followed her for a day or two to assess her movements and when they best time to strike was, She kept herself quite covered up and obviously now, she used some sort of mundane disguise to cover her skin so I did not immediately recognize her as an immortal. I had no reason, to my knowledge, to use magical means to look for any trace of magic within her."
He took a breath and met Sarah's eyes, then turned back to the council.
"I entered her home and she was asleep. She awoke and I struck, putting her in a chokehold. When I made the attempt to slit her throat, she was able to fight me, she knocked me down, turned around and blasted me with powerful magic throwing me against the wall. I stated that she was not human, as I had been told, and she told me she was, in her words, "The Fucking Goblin Queen." Then Sir Derryn, the dwarf Hoggle, and the healer Weyliss arrived. I was bound and removed to The Goblin Castle's dungeons. I remained there until I was brought here."
Sarah moved forward, this was the trickiest part of the scheme. "As The Goblin Queen I not only demand my husband is released and all charges dropped, I insist on bringing charges against Lord Brayson, for conspiring against the crown of The Goblin King. He is also guilty of extorting Lady Roxanna with threats to herself and her daughter, and her daughter's family. He forced himself upon her as well as encouraging his nephew, Sir Keirnan to do the same. Lastly he should be charge with an attempted assassination of a sitting monarch of the underground. Which would be myself, The Goblin Queen."
Brayson stomped over to be face to face with Sarah. There was murder in his eyes. Jareth bristled, ready to try and break from those who had a hold on him if Brayson laid a finger on his woman.
"How dare you, filthy human trash! You have no say here! You can call yourself whatever you want. You will NEVER rule any part of this realm! At the very least I will see you dumped back above where you belong with the rest of your disgusting race! You can take you human loving husband with you!"
Sarah met him eye to eye. This time she did not blink. She could not blink. If she did they could lose everything. Derryn and Weyliss had told her over and over. Never back down, or she would be seen as weak. It did not matter if her stomach was clenching and she felt like throwing up, that she was lightheaded and dizzy with nerves, or she felt curling into a ball and hiding away from these people.
"Step back, Lord Brayson. Now." She commanded. "Or I will take your words as a direct threat to my life and order my guards to take appropriate action." The two ogres stepped forward, standing behind their Queen.
Jareth smiled. He was so very proud of Sarah. He could feel her fear, her nausea clearly. That she was brave he knew, but he would not have blamed her for giving in to her feelings. She was not born and raised here. She was not schooled in the art of dealing with his kind.
Lord Bain stood behind him. "Lord Brayson. You must step back, now." He spoke firmly. "She is within her rights to receive protection from her guards if you threaten her. There is nothing we can do if you continue down this path."
Lord Brayson slowly took a couple of steps back and turned. He climbed the dias and faced the council.
"You are all going to let this woman claim The Goblin Throne?! Are you all crazed?!" He yelled.
"You cannot let her bring charges against me?! These people are all lying to overthrow the council! Can you not see?!" He continued. He was insane with anger..screaming and gesturing. His eyes wild, spittle flying from his mouth. He saw his plans evaporating and it was driving him over the edge.
Lady Corlin stood. "Lord Brayson, we respectfully ask you to recuse yourself from the head chair of this council. We have no choice but to arrest you and bring you to trial. You have obviously been making plans of a dubious nature, and scheming to make a power grab starting with The Goblin Throne."
Sir Derryn spoke up. "My Queen has another point she would like to speak of, council."
Lady Corlin waved her hand forward to let Sarah know to speak.
"I also move that this violence against humans must stop immediately. The law stating humans cannot have knowledge of this realm is moot. There are humans who *do* have knowledge of it as a birthright. To prove this, I have brought someone who would like to speak to you all."
She turned and smiled, pulling Hazel forward. "This is Hazel Martin, formerly O'Donoghue. Her family has passed down the tradition of knowledge of this place since humans and immortals lived side by side. She knew Jareth was one the whole time he was there and never said a word."
Hazel bowed. "I bring you greetings from the above, good people of the underground. My family has always known of this world, and we are far from the only family with that knowledge. Killing humans just because they know you exist..well, that's just not right. Humans sure aren't perfect, but most of are good people. I not saying announce to the world you are here, I understand that wouldn't be a good idea..but to slaughter those who do happen to know or someone come into contact with this world..You shouldn't be doing that. I hope you reconsider repealing that law."
Lord Brayson, who was now held by guards and watching this exchange, spit at the human woman, which Hazel easily dodged. "Vile creature. How dare The Goblin Queen bring a human here! See I told you all! We will be overrun with them!"
Jareth laughed. All turned towards him. "Brayson, you are a fool. I told this before, and I will tell you again. You will never rule The Goblin Kingdom. You are too stupid to rule goblins, much less The Labyrinth. Now enjoy your trial and I hope to Gods you enjoy living among humans, because, in your words, that is the very least of the list of punishments I will see that you face."
Lord Bain turned towards Jareth. "Goblin King, I have no choice but to have to set free to return to your kingdom with your Queen."
Then he spoke to Sarah. "We will consider your proposal. I take it this human is under the protection of your crown?"
Sarah handed him the scroll. "I will remove her memory of this proceeding, but nothing more. She will continue to be under the protection of The Goblin Kingdom even above. Her knowledge of the underground can be verified by a memory spell, of course."
"Granted, Goblin Queen." Lord Bain bowed.
Lord Brayson roared in anger and broke from his guards.
He ran surprisingly quick for a rather large man, and grabbed an as yet still cuffed Jareth and threw a crystal, disappearing with him.
Sarah had seen him make a break for Jareth and headed in the same direction with the guards right behind, but he was one second faster that them.
Brayson and Jareth were gone.
Sarah's heart sank and she screamed in fear for his life. "NO! JARETH!"
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