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Dizzy	By : sisterstyx Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 3924 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrith or any of its characters. The plot, however, is all me. I make no money from this, but can be bribed with feedback.

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The Goblin King didn't know what to do. He paced his smaller throne room, where the court goblins often partied and where he liked to look over the Labyrinth when there was a runner in his clutches. He ordered everyone out of the room as soon as he'd returned from the High Court. His mind was racing and he needed to be alone with his thoughts.
How could she be here, in the Underground? She hadn't wished herself away--no, he was the only one with the power in the Underground to grant mortals' wishes. She hadn't been brought back by anyone--permission must be granted by the High Court and the mortal must come willingly. She hadn't come intentionally--he knew of no way she could have crossed over and, besides, she'd been incapacitated. He'd never heard of anyone simply stumbling upon a way through the veil between the Aboveground and Underground, but, the thought brought a bittersweet smile to his face, if anyone would, it would be her.
He plopped down in his throne and held his head in his hands. He hadn't seen her for seven years, yet he'd recognized her almost instantly. He'd only seen her for the briefest of moments, under bandages, her face gaunt and her body discolored, but he was sure it was her. The image of her laying in the bed was burned into his mind and he compared it to images of her he'd kept with him all those years. She'd definitely grown into her beauty. Where before her face only hinted at its potential, her features had sharpened into statuesque perfection. He longed to see her again, just to remark on the differences firsthand. But it was her nonetheless.
"Sarah…"
He hadn't said her name for years. After she bested his Labyrinth and denied all he offered her, his already selfish heart turned ice cold. He would have done anything, everything, for her and she'd walked away. He had come to accept that she had been too young to fully grasp what he had offered her, and it had lessened the sting some, but he could never forgive her.
He'd been willing to share all he'd had, all she could ever dream of wanting. When he was left alone and beaten, he could have collapsed--any lesser man would have. He might have spent his days pining away over her, watching her through his crystals, scheming of ways to bring her to him again. But she'd saved him from that. Of all that she had done to him, this one gift he had eventually been grateful for--for when she had emerged triumphant and declared that he "had no power over her", she had no idea how literal she was. By the ancient rules of the Labyrinth, if anyone is able to navigate it's twisting, beguiling passages in a single run, then they are entitled to anything they demand of the Labyrinth's keeper, the Goblin King.
She could have had anything, her brother, his crown, her dreams--he'd offered it to her willingly, happily--and she had made her choice. A choice he was bound to obey. He could not exert any power over her, his magic could not touch her, could not find her, could not sense her in anyway. He realized, with a snort, that she could have wished herself away to him a thousand times sine that night and he would not have been able to hear her call.
Not that she would ever call upon him, the pathetic Goblin King who'd fallen in love with a 15 year old mortal who wished her brother away to the Underground.
And he did love her.
He leapt from his seat and sighed, crossing to the window where he purveyed his realm. He idly thought how different the Labyrinth would be to her, from her memory of it. Once he'd composed himself after she'd left, he'd directed all of his energies into something productive--improving the Labyrinth. It had finally been beaten, after all, so he needed to find ways of making it more challening so that the next stupid mortal who wished a child away would not be so lucky as she had been. First, he'd rebuilt the crumbling walls and cracked pavers. The gardens were replanted and constantly tended. The Bog had been drained and the forest had grown wilder. The city itself was almost completely rebuilt after the boulders the rock-caller had summoned left it in chaos. He'd added all the traps and trials he could imagine to the maze, but he had also taken pride in his work. The whole of his kingdom had lost it's forlorn but frightening atmosphere. Instead of fear, the Goblin King wanted to intimidate his opponents--show them he was not easily trifled with and that he was in firm control of all he ruled. He would not be bested again by any mere mortal.

So, the walls were built higher and of clean white limestone. The city was given order and structure and a wider variety of Underground inhabitants now lived there, he'd finally hired a full-time and competent staff for his castle, and the palace guards' armor shone in even the dullest of daylights. He was truly a king who was proud to display his country to any who would venture into it. And, with all the effort and work, his powers had grown as well. Now, the Goblin Kingdom was second only to the High Court in the entire Underground, and it's king made sure everyone knew it.
Of course, along with his lands, the king had changed as well. Oh, he hadn't aged at all--he was Fae and time meant almost nothing like it does to a mortal--but gone was the flashy Goblin King who wanted to mesmerize and distract. In his place stood a king worthy of admiration; his blond hair was more natural, his clothes less frilly (although just as tight), his make-up gone. He'd both matured and youthened by removing the superfluous aspects of his image, but he was still known, on occasion, to be rather ostentatious. He wondered if she would notice the differences in his appearance as he had noted hers. But then he caught himself.
He could not be serious about seeing her. She'd dealt him a blow that was not easily forgotten nor forgiven; cut him from her life as though he were nothing but her childish nightmares. He refused to allow himself to be caught up in her again, not after all this time, not after he'd worked so hard to forget her. No, he would remain in his castle, where she had no occasion to visit, and let her find her own way home. He knew the High King's attendants would be perfectly capable of speeding her to recovery and then she would be gone, back to her life Aboveground. He had no power over her, he could neither help nor hinder her and he refused to do either anyway.
He would simply push her from his mind and steer clear of the High Court for a few days. Besides, he had enough to worry about, what with the strange humming of magic in the air. He would forget that he'd seen her and continue with his life. That was simple enough. Right?
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