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Ordinary Magic
By : LadyHemlock27
Category: G through L > Labyrinth
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A few hours later, Toby woke up with a jerk and a gasp. He scrambled upright, jerking away from the hot body beneath his. “S-sorry,” he blinked “I don’t know what I was doing.”
Jareth yawned lazily and cat-like, “You needed comfort in your sleep and you sought it. There’s nothing wrong with that.” His eyes lit with sudden heat. “But you are hard to ignore.” He favored his young lover with a wicked grin, amused to see his now shy lover dive for blankets to hide under “Ready to face your new subjects Royal Consort Toby?” He gently tugged the blankets away. “You’re not cold, so you don’t need those. Don’t hide from me love. You’re better than that.”
Toby stared. “R-royal Consort, what do you mean?” He reached for the blankets that Jareth took and then stopped. Obedience, he told himself, goes much farther than just doing what you’re told. But he curled up, putting his chin on his knees.
“Exactly what it sounds like; you are the Champion of the Labyrinth in lieu of Sarah, but after the bonding and consummation, you are also now the Royal Consort.” His sharp gaze softened. “I told you that you weren’t my slave and never would be.” He threw a crystal up into the air and it broke open, sparkling, to form a simple breakfast on the small table just across the room. “Time to eat and then we have to bathe and dress. You have things to do today, as I do.”
“There had better not be glitter in my orange juice,” Toby muttered, trying to ignore the unsettled panic growing within him, and the sudden resentment he’d begun to feel.
“Hmm so you see magic as glitter. Sarah does too, I wonder if it runs in the blood lines?” Jareth allowed the small distraction, “I see it as smoke myself.” He watched as Toby grudgingly sat with him to eat, pushing his food all over his plate, face red and eyes fixed downward. “Toby… what is bothering you?” He had a fairly good idea, but it was long past time that the boy learned to speak to him when he had trouble. Relying on mind-reading simply wasn’t a healthy relationship tactic.
“I’m scared sir.” He forced himself to take a bite finally. He had been told to eat after all. “And so p-pissed at everything; I don’t want to stay here and be your fucking consort. I don’t want this weird shit for breakfast or to let you tie me up and fuck me again. Why can’t I go home? I saved the fucking world, now I should be happy, right?” he stabbed viciously at whatever the strange sausage thing was. “I fucking hate you; you’re such a selfish prick. If you really loved either of us, Sarah or me, we wouldn’t have been interchangeable.”
Jareth shrugged, “Then go back Above. You don’t have to stay here all the time; I can add a gate spell to the gem I made for you last night. You aren’t my prisoner, and if the food isn’t to your liking, then feel free to request some that is.” His eyes glittered and he let Toby see the danger in them as he continued quietly “But you will not speak to me like that again. You are mine, whether or not you believe in my love for you, and will behave yourself as admirably as I know you can. And you will spend most of your nights with me here because the bond requires it. If you don’t spend a certain amount of time in the Underground, we will be right back where we were.”
The boy’s breath caught in his throat as he began to see why those cheesy lines in that stupid book had given him chills when Sarah read them to him. Everything hurt this morning. It made Toby wonder what Jareth would do if he ever was seriously angered at him. I’d just wish to be dead, he thought, swallowing hard. Those dreams would probably seem like a fucking picnic.
“Toby,” Jareth snapped his fingers next to the boy’s ear, “Oh yes, we have got to do something about that bleeding spell today.” He kissed him gently, glad to see him come back to himself. “I will never use sex as punishment, not that way. I promised not to hurt you love, remember? Even when I’m angry -which I’m not- that was only a warning to head off future tantrums, I won’t.” He waved his hand over the boy’s plate and transfigured the mess on it into hot pancakes and chopped fruit. “Here, all you ever have to do is ask.”
Toby looked down at his plate and smiled a little. The familiar food made things seem just a little less hopeless, and he ate every scrap of pancakes and fruit. “Thank you sir,” he whispered.
Jareth smirked, “Oh so now you’re polite. It must just take a dash of mortal terror.” He rolled his eyes. “Never be afraid to talk to me love, but I won’t take disrespect from you or anyone else. And you lied about not wanting to fuck me,” he winked, “I know you do.”
Toby buried his face in his hands, his shoulders shaking a bit. He didn’t know if he was laughing or crying though. He sat that way for a long moment. He started to feel Jareth’s warm, hard hands on his back, rubbing taut muscles gently; he slowly relaxed against the other man’s chest. “I will try to choose my words more carefully then.”
“Best that you do, down here they all have real power you know.” He tugged at the boy. “Time for a bath love.” Jareth led the boy to the bath just off their chambers. “This is our private bath- feel free to add whatever little touches you’d like, and to request any supplies or such you want. One of the goblins will even go and bring you back things from Above if you want.” He turned the water on with a flick of his hand.
“I thought you said I could go home if I wanted.” Toby bit his lip feeling a bit like he might be on thin ice still, but unable to keep the hurt out of his voice.
“You are home,” Jareth sighed, “This is your home now, and you have to be here most of the time. But you can visit Aboveground, I just thought that you might not wish to without me right away, so that I can buffer for you. Also I’ll need to set up bank accounts for you so that you’ll be able to buy and sell things there, construct a shell business so that no one asks questions about how you support yourself. And we have to find out who your enemies are love. They would be able to attack you easily Up There, and you wouldn’t want that. Anyone around you would be in danger as fae enemies will only see them as collateral damage.” Jareth grinned wryly, “This may surprise you Toby, but I’m actually the kindest of the fae towards humans.”
“Shit,” the boy whispered, feeling a little sick. “We are so fucked then.” He slammed his hand over his mouth, “uh I’m sorry. I just meant…” he flinched a bit. Great work, already pushing his buttons.
The Goblin King laughed, “I don’t want you to give yourself a lobotomy love. That was a perfectly fine comment for the privacy of our rooms. I can definitely see why you’d have that reaction. But the good news is that most fae don’t actively hate humans either, so you aren’t ‘fucked’, at least not that way.” He favored his boy with a sensual smirk as he sat on a padded bench and patted the seat next to him. “Come here love.”
It was peculiar to feel nervous in light of what Jareth had already done to him, but Toby did, now excruciatingly aware that they were both still nude from the night before. His ass was sore and he found himself mentally pleading that Jareth wouldn’t demand that again so soon.
“Not this morning Toby.” Jareth murmured, reassuringly. “You are still new to this so it will be a few more days before you can take me more than once a day or night. But I do need you over my lap. I’m going to check to see how you’re healing and if you need any salve.”
With a little shiver, Toby found himself once again struggling to obey. There was something…dangerous about this moment. He didn’t know what it was, but he knew the Goblin King had plans for him and it both thrilled and terrified him. Jareth’s cock was going to be right against his stomach. The thought drew his eyes to the part in question but he jerked his gaze away before he could feed into his nerves any more. He’d managed to avoid seeing much of it the night before, and he blinked, suddenly realizing how genuinely kind Jareth had been. “You kept me too distracted to think about what was happening,” he murmured, smiling a bit. “Thank you.”
“Yes well, you deserve a little consideration. Over my lap, now though, or I’m spanking you after I check your hole.” Jareth smirked at the blush spreading over Toby’s pale cheeks as he flung himself quickly down with a soft curse. Jareth petted his back soothingly, “Remember when I took you in my mouth last night? Remember how good it was?” He whispered the questions in his husky, seductive whisper as he spread Toby’s tense ass cheeks to see the insanely tight channel that had given him so much pleasure.
With a slightly wicked grin, he pulled out the salve and loaded his fingers with it. “I want you to do that for me when I’m done with this. I want you to take me and swallow me down love.” He slid his two fingers in almost abruptly, relishing the gasp and the reflexive clenching of the muscles. “You’re so tight love.” He slid his fingers in and out, and twisted them inside to make sure the salve was well distributed. “This will help you heal for tonight.”
Toby shuddered, soft gasps working out of his lips. “I’m so sore there, but that feels good. I can’t understand it, why do I want to be hurt?” With the memory of a dick choking him, of not being able to breathe and passing out only to wake drowning in come, he was very tempted to offer up his ass again to avoid the blow job.
“Because it doesn’t only hurt,” Jareth flinched a bit, “Yes I could take you there again and your body would just…accept, probably even enjoy it. But that is not what I want little one, and your one immutable duty is to please me. So gather up your courage and trust me.” He kissed a trail down Toby’s back, feeling silent tears shaking it. “I’m not yielding on this love, but it isn’t because I can’t live without a blow job. I won’t let them win, and that means fixing this too. You will only be free of these nightmares when I find the ones who sent them. Until then your only defense it to learn what I am actually going to be like on a case by case basis” he pulled his lover up to sit on his lap.
Toby could only let Jareth arrange him on his lap like a doll. The hard, silken heat of Jareth’s morning erection pressed into the soft and still sore cleft of his ass. “I know you’re right.” He rolled the large ruby around in his hands, “Why doesn’t this work on the dream spell?”
“I am unbelievably sorry love, but I was just too late. In order for it to disrupt the magic it has to be present when the magic is cast.” Jareth stroked Toby’s soft wavy hair. “We’ll have to find a way to keep it on you at all times and make it impossible to remove without your consent.”
“Jareth,” he whispered, horrified “I had those dreams for a week or two before you came and talked to us. Someone from here had to be the ones to do it. And Sarah has no protection on her or the babies.”
“Of course she does. I’ve got Hogwart or Higgle whatever, her little dwarf friend trailing her along with a handful of the more competent of my goblin guards. And since she didn’t try to kill me when I came for you and we spoke- I’m assuming she hasn’t been sent the same dreams as you were. For some reason love, they wanted to keep you, specifically, from accepting the role of Consort.” He sighed, knowing that Toby wouldn’t settle into his new life until he was sure of his family’s safety, and anyway perhaps a few of his own things would help him be more comfortable. They’d obviously be well advised to go Above today, no matter how busy he was. He’d simply do a Night Court when they returned. “Well the blow job can wait love and so will cavorting in the bath.” He stopped the water flowing into the tub and put a preservation charm on it. Later it would still be hot and waiting for them.
“I’ll take you Aboveground today love. There are things we need to do there anyway.” He threw a crystal over Toby and just like that he was dressed, though in much looser version of his jeans and t-shirt. “Sorry love, but you’re never leaving my chambers in those, looking so fuckable again,” he grinned.
Toby blushed and looked down. He wondered if he would ever get used to being so openly desired and possessed. “What did you tell my parents and Sarah, when you- when I left with you?”
“Sarah recognized me; we have kept in touch over the years. She claimed me as a college friend, who was looking for a political intern to take with me to Washington for a summer job. As far as your parents know you’ve got a good job and are on the fast track to political success and wealth.” Jareth smirked, “Well I suppose it is very close to true, isn’t it?” He didn’t bother using a crystal on himself, simply willed his raiment to appear.
“Yeah right down to the use of blow jobs to advance one’s career,” Toby snapped, blanching. Did that count as too disrespectful? He bit his lip.
Jareth rolled his eyes, “I’m not going to be pissed for every snipe and joke love. But I suppose I’m glad that my warning made such an impression.” He kissed Toby’s cheek, “You’re not the least bit defiant really. You’re being very, very good mostly.” He touched the spot he’d kissed with a finger tip. “Though I do regret why it is that you’re so sweet and obedient,” he took Toby’s hand. “Before we go I need to know if you want Sarah to know about your being Consort. Will being with a man cause you any problems with your family?”
Toby swallowed hard, shaking his head. “No. They all know I’m gay. But I’d um, leave out the chains and stuff. And I’ll have to make sure no one picks up on my…unhappiness.”
“Well the best way to do that is for me to get rid of it.” Jareth petted the boy’s arm gently. “We can be happy love. I can give you a good, loving relationship and a life with many advantages.” He grinned suddenly, “Show me your room. The one you miss so much. Just picture it in your mind as I throw this crystal, and that’s where we will appear. Sarah will doubtless sense us and be there in a moment.”
Toby opened his eyes to his room. He flopped down on the edge of the bed and looked up at Jareth, eyes filling with tears. “I don’t think it’s really the room I miss my lord,” the boy whispered.
“Likely not,” the older man agreed, sitting next to his distraught love. “It hurts when you realize that everything has changed so much and so quickly that it seems like nothing will ever be right again.” He held Toby against him, letting the young man cry on his shoulder. “You seem to spend a lot of time crying around me love; I do hope to change that someday.”
“What’s wrong with him Jareth, why is my little brother crying?” Sarah stomped into the room her eyes blazing, “It had better not be your fault.”
“Just one of life’s unavoidable lessons Sarah. Toby, love, I’m spending nearly as much time being sorry as you are crying. You can’t go back isn’t just a poetic conceit. You’ll always be loved and welcome here I’m sure, but…it can’t ever be the way it used to be when you were a child.”
Sarah’s face when white and her eyes widened. “Fuck! Jareth you didn’t. Why couldn’t it be me?” she scrubbed at her face. “And how could I forget that there’s always a price to pay to save the world?”
“Toby begged me not to. He didn’t want you to have to leave your family and husband, your happy life to live in my world.” He hummed softly to his young lover for a moment, eyes filled with a killing rage. “He was- broken when he came to me Sarah. Someone had sent him dreams, forced him to do things in them. He knew I was coming, and why. But they- whoever attacked him in his dreams- tried to make it so that he would never trust me enough to form a bond. Someone wanted to make him suffer, wanted the Labyrinth and all my people to die, and for you to hate yourself for it all.” The Goblin King gestured to the catatonic youth helplessly. “He gets…trapped in them sometimes, if something triggers a memory. I haven’t found the ones responsible but when I do,” he rose angry, glittering eyes to hers “They will die.”
Sarah sat down beside her friend and brother. “Jareth, are you crying?” Her incredulous question spilled out and she winced. “Right forget I said that. Never saw a thing, much less GK crying for someone. So I’m guessing that the price for saving your realm is to have one of the Champions as your”- she trailed off, blushing a little.
“Yes.” Toby’s muffled voice came from Jareth’s shoulder. “I’m a lucky boy,” he grumbled, “Now can we shut up about my hideously embarrassing weaknesses and sex life?”
“Way to go Tobes,” Sarah tried for cheerful teasing, “See I told you that some nice guy would want you.”
Toby pushed away from Jareth and glared daggers at Sarah. “Jareth is many things Sarah, but I don’t think that’s one of them.” He winced, “Sorry sir, I just meant- naturally nice. You really do try hard though.”
Sarah shook her head. “Just tell me you’re okay and that he’s been good to you, and I’ll try to just be happy for you. I have a pretty good idea that you can handle him yourself.” She snickered, “Oh he calls you sir Jareth?”
Jareth grinned wryly “That was all his idea.” Still think the chains would bother her love, he mentally teased Toby. “Love you have to answer her concerns, not just joke them away. And I think she knows I’m not a natively kind person, but I will try for you; the brave and gorgeous boy who saved my entire kingdom with his sacrifice.” He kissed Toby’s cheek lightly.
“You weren’t so bad, it’s those fucking dreams.” Toby snarled, “And it’s worse because I don’t know how much of them are true.” At Sarah’s puzzled look, he quickly gave her just enough to information that she knew what had happened to him and why it made his interactions with Jareth so strained and weird, despite the older man’s obvious fondness and his own teenaged libido.
Jareth sighed, “I can tell you every night for the rest of our lives love, but until you get to know me there’s no real cure for it. We came here because Toby is worried about you and the babies. He thought maybe these people will do something to ensure that you won’t and can’t take his place.”
“You mean kill us right,” Sarah whispered, “Who would want you destroyed this badly?”
Jareth’s voice was pleasant and empty when he answered, “Why hundreds of enemies dear girl, but this dream trap is powerful and fortunately that winnows the list down considerably. Always assuming it’s a known enemy and not someone with a grudge that I know nothing about.” His eyes moved over Toby’s room, he could feel it. There was Underground magic here, somewhere, that was neither his nor his new consort’s.
While Jareth went inward and searched for the thread of magic he could sense, Toby and Sarah were having a long needed discussion. “He didn’t hurt me Sarah, not one bit more than, well you know, it would have to. Don’t feel bad, I think I was always the one who was supposed to go back. In a way I’m the one who should never have left.” He jerked a thumb at the focused Goblin King. “I think he cheated to make sure you won, knowing that one of us would have to come back and that neither of us was ready yet.”
Toby wiped a stray tear from his face. “I was crying when you came in because I thought I was missing home, this room. But when I got here, I knew that wasn’t it. It’s all just a symbol for what I do miss. I miss being a kid, I miss going to school and slacking on my homework, knowing that everything’s okay because Mom and Dad make it so. I wanted to go back to who I was a month ago before the dreams started and I knew what my real fate was.”
“Your real fate?” Sarah prompted, feeling a little sick. She had a horrible idea what those dreams were about now. “What do you mean?”
“I was born to be Jareth’s sex slave of course,” Toby muttered, blushing. “It’s all I will ever be good for. I wasn’t good at anything, never made it in school, and couldn’t play a sport or an instrument. I didn’t do anything real people do because I’m not real. I’m just- just meant for that.”
Jareth watched Toby spill his bitter pain and fear to his sister and his fingers tightened around the metal frame of the bunk bed they sat on. The steel in it burned, but Jareth no longer cared about such tiny pains. Not when the true depth of the damage done to his little lover became apparent. “That’s why you agreed to come, and didn’t even give Sarah a choice? Because you don’t think you’re worthy of anything else?” His voice was soft and deadly. The air around him began to chill.
“Sure. I know that’s it, I’m not much of a loss, so it’s okay.” Toby smiled the words sharp and bright. “I just hope that I am good enough for that. I might not be, I cried a lot and didn’t really submit very well.”
Sarah bit her lip, “Uh Tobes, I think someone scarier than me disagrees with you. And hello- I’m your sister. I did not need so much detail about your sex life.”
Jareth shook his head slightly. “That isn’t him talking Sarah. That’s what someone put into him. He’s internalized the poison they fed him. That’s why I’m so much more dominant towards him than you expected. He never got to know Jareth, only the Goblin King, and so his precarious hold on his sanity is based on that persona. You remember the way I am during challenges. Fear me love me, blah blah. Right now he needs that because they’ve convinced him that’s all I am, and that is who he has to please. The poor boy thought that if he didn’t make me happy right away I’d drag you off.”
“Oh what are we going to do? If what I know about your realm holds true- Toby’s brokenness is not actually going to be helpful. He can’t possibly do what he’ll need to like this.” But she found a tiny smile “So dish lover boy. How’d it go with my little brother?”
Jareth well aware of what she was trying to do, snorted, “You just told him you didn’t want details of his sex life.” He would give them both something lighter and funnier to talk about.
“Well I don’t his because he’s my brother. But you’re my hot gay best friend so I’m like, you know obligated to snoop.” Sarah grinned. “And I think Tobes needs to know I’m okay with this. He didn’t want to tell me, did he?”
“He’s your hot gay best friend?” Toby stared, and then burst into slightly hysterical giggles. “Oh yes Jareth you’ve ‘kept in touch’ with her.” He gasped for a good breath between laughs. “That’s what he told me when I asked what he’d told you and the parents.”
Sarah winced, “Well for a long time I was a whiny little bitch and sulked. I wouldn’t talk to Jareth at all, even though it’s only because of him that I was able to keep track of the others. But one day I found something in my research that worried me.” She closed her eyes and slowly reopened them. “I found a few references to Jareth and the Labyrinth. It was never about taking unwanted children, although that is a nice side effect. If only more people would wish their kids away instead of killing them.”
Jareth blinked. “People here kill their children here? On purpose?” The Goblin King shook his head, “And you called me cruel.”
Sarah shrugged “I was a fifteen year old who needed something to rebel against.” She smiled and patted Toby’s arm. “I never really wanted you gone; I just resented being forced to grow up when you didn’t have to.”
Toby snickered, “Well I’d say we’re both in a pickle now sis. And neither of us gets to stay a child forever.”
Sarah shivered delicately, “And thank God for that. The things I’ve seen done to children since becoming a social worker. I tell you Jareth if I thought it would work I’d put your name on all the bathroom stalls under call for a good time. Even becoming goblins has to be better than some of the things that happen.”
Jareth snickered, “Oh don’t tell me you still believe that is what I do with those children? Don’t you think there are enough goblins already? Not to mention they, like most creatures, are perfectly capable of reproducing naturally. No I adopt the children out to families who aren’t able to bear children of their own. Like Toby and I, or simply infertile couples. After a time the magic Underground changes them, makes them longer lived, more powerful. They become more like whatever it is I am.”
Toby watched the playful interchange between the two of them, and his heart ached a bit. He wanted that, he wanted to get to know Jareth without the fear and dominance between them. But to pull that off, he’d need to tread very carefully indeed. “You don’t know what you are?” he asked, very careful to not sound at all mocking.
“You scared the piss out of him, didn’t you Jareth?” Sarah’s lips quirked up into a smile. “I recognize that tone of voice, it’s the ‘I want to stay alive and un-bogged voice.’ Are you giving him something to rebel against now?”
Jareth smiled a bit, “In a way. I’m definitely trying to give him what he needs. I’m trying to rewrite all those nightmarish experiences a little at a time. I think your human therapists try similar treatments, though not quite the way I am” he winked at the blushing Toby, who was very fascinated by his old pillow.
Toby bit his lip, torn between mischief and nerves “Well he’s never threatened to bog me. Must be the privileges of being Royal Consort.”
Sarah grinned “Oh my Jareth… I didn’t know how taken with him you’d really be. Congrats on owning half the world little bro.”
“Huh?” Toby felt a little confused. “I think it’s probably just because he doesn’t want bog water in his bed.”
“Was he always this lacking in self worth or is this from his brain washing?” Jareth smiled a bit, “No I haven’t a clue what I am. The first Goblin King was my father, true, and he was the same type of entity as I am. But my whole family line is descended from a human that the Labyrinth changed into something else. We’re not elves, goblins, fairy or anything else remotely categorized.”
“Owning half the world? What on earth does that mean?” Toby wondered, putting aside Jareth’s origins to ponder later.
Sarah shot an incredulous little glance over to Jareth, “You didn’t tell him what it really means to be Champion of the Labyrinth, much less Royal Consort, did you?” She glared at the Goblin King. “No wonder those hideous dreams have worked so well, he doesn’t know everything.”
“When would I have had the chance to tell him? When he refused to speak to me at the welcoming dinner, or maybe when he’d fallen apart and begged me to chain him to my bed? For that matter Sarah, why didn’t you tell him? Go on and tell him all the things you think will help.” Jareth crossed his arms and met the worried young woman glare for glare.
Toby stared at the two, eyes wide. Something horrible was going to come from this, he was sure. What was Sarah doing, pissing with him in this state? Memories that weren’t quite his flooded his mind once again, and with them came the knowledge of how to break his king’s bad mood. He wanted it earlier anyway, Toby reasoned, and it was better than he deserved. This time when he fell into the dream, he let it take over.
Sarah was staring at her little brother in horror. “Jareth is my little bro really trying to give you head in the middle of the day, right in front of me?” Toby had slid off the bed, his eyes …strange and blank, his movements jerky, like a puppet with an inexperienced master at the strings.
Jareth snarled, gently catching Toby’s hands in his before they could unlace his pants. “Indeed he is, and I think I know why.” He gathered the flailing youth up and used himself as human ties, holding the youth immobile on his lap. “Shh love, not here. You’re a good boy, and I’m not really angry at Sarah.” He tapped a small crystal Toby’s forehead, murmuring “Sleep love, everything will be fine when you wake.”
Anything remotely human faded from the older male’s being. He glowed; even his hair seemed to be lit from within. “He got worried that I would hurt you when we were bickering, so he deliberately tapped into the disgusting ‘training’ he’s mentioned. I think he’s had those dreams for weeks and they’ve made him a perfect slave. Except that he’s a terrified boy who doesn’t understand any of it and they’ve removed all the pleasure, kindness and sympathy from the equation.” He petted Toby’s messy dark hair gently.
“So he was going to blow you so you wouldn’t- what? What threat did they use I wonder, in his dreams, did they torture me or him or others when he didn’t obey?” Sarah shook her head, “Whatever it was; it must have been dreadful. Jareth that boy didn’t even want to kiss because of the bodily fluid exchange. Always made everyone kiss his cheek.”
Jareth closed his eyes and firmly ignored the single tear that actually made it down his cheek. “I know where these dreams are coming from now.” He rearranged the sleeping youth on his bed, feeling sick. “Some thousand years or so ago, there was a beautiful youth only a little older than Toby, he’d grown up in an enormous castle with no one around except the deranged old king and his only playmates, the goblins.”
“Jareth… no,” Sarah whispered. “I can see where this is going; I don’t need details, unless you want to share.” She hugged the startled Goblin King. “Yes, yes I know- when was the last time someone hugged you? Clearly you need it.”
He awkwardly patted her back. “It was a very long time ago and I no longer really care for my own sake. I’ll admit I just didn’t make the connection at first. I couldn’t think of who would have had access to my memories or the ability to plant them in such a trap. All of the witnesses- and participants- are dead. He doesn’t just see them, he gets trapped into them. Usually I can call him back, but this time since it’s something we talked about earlier, I believe he’s determined to give me what he thinks I want…” he wrenched his eyes up to meet Sarah’s, one blue and one brown, filled with such despair that she took a step back.
“You’ll just have to let it play out and change the outcome.” Sarah bit her lip. “Goblin King you fix my brother and you fix yourself.” She smiled a glittering, sharp expression with no joy in it. “And then I’ll tell you why it was always going to be Toby who came back to you.”
“After which we destroy all those who were responsible?” The cautious question came from the door. “Holy shit you’re him.”
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