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Is it already too late?	By : insensitive Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 7105 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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AN: I am soo sorry for the late update.. Work has been so busy these days.. Whew.. Anyway, credits and soo much love to my beta The MightyJagrafess..
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Chapter 6: Time for plucking
Minutes after their 'pool incident' and wiping the tears from her eyes, Sarah rose from the pool and did her best to rearrange her sodden clothes and appearance. A brief glimpse of what she looked like in the bathroom mirror only brought another set of fresh tears to her eyes. Red bloodshot eyes greeted her reflection with tousled hair, poet's shirt and skirt in disarray. 'This is your choice Sarah' she mentally admonished herself.
She found some towels in a cabinet and tried her best to dry herself whilst laying out some more to the water puddles around the room. As if on cue, a small crystal rolled towards her and after releasing a puff of smoke and glitter, she was as dry as a desert and the bathroom returned to the way it was before. She knew it was from Jareth and seeing that she could have no excuse for being late, she exited the grand double oak doors and made her way to his study.
She padded through several halls and noted the hidden grandeur of the castle. She never noticed it before when she was running for Toby but now she could see the intricate designs in the castle walls. Several candelabras adorned the tables and ceilings that looked like it was made of the purest gold. Paintings and sculptures were scattered throughout as well as exotic plants and flowers giving the perfect mix and match of living and non-living things. 'It feels like walking in a museum' she mused.
The only thing that she noticed that was absent from the whole edifice was the feeling of warmth. Sure it was ostentatious, but she couldn't imagine herself living alone in this kind of place with only maids or goblins as company. There was no sound of laughter, it seems as if the castle was a place that only permits stocked-up accountants or lawyers that constantly think and talk of business.
As a result of her observation, her heart wrenched into another tight grip on her chest by realizing and understanding the Goblin King more. How could he live in this lonely castle for such a long time with only the goblins? Then when he finally found someone to share it with, she refused him flatly.
During the six years after her adventure, she would constantly wonder and berate herself for not asking the right questions and let her impulsive teenage brain work through. She was only focused on getting Toby back, not even thinking of making a counter offer of staying with him only if he let his brother go. Alas, no matter how much regret she felt or how many wishes she could make to go back in time, what's important is that she's here with him now. If only for a short period of time.
Which made her think about her family back Aboveground. When she learned of her sickness and came up of this ingenious plan of coming back here, she just hastily snatched a piece of paper and wrote a very meaningful letter to her dad, Karen and Toby.
She could still remember the words she wrote:
Dear Dad, Karen and Toby,
I guess there would be no easy way for you to tell this but I just came back from Dr. Cruz's clinic. Remember the fatigue, body pains and bouts of nausea and headache I complain about? Well I went to the doctor and had some tests done and I found out that I'm sick. I have leukemia. Please don't panic or do something rash such as making me go to other specialists. I have already accepted my fate and decided that I will not undergo any radiation or chemotherapy. I resigned from my job and will go to someplace in Ireland or maybe Scotland. I plan to spend the rest of my remaining days there. I'm sorry that I couldn't visit you for one last time but I couldn't bear the thought of leaving you guys, especially Toby. I sent some instructions for some of my things to be delivered there, some I've already given to friends and charity.
Dad, I'm sorry if I ever disappointed you in any way. I just want you to know that I would be okay wherever I may be and that I love you very much.
Karen, I know I have been difficult with you and I wanted to say I'm sorry. I am regretting some of the time we had when I didn't take that opportunity to reach out to you and try to see it your way. Thank you for putting up with me and for taking care of my Dad and Toby. If someone were to ask me who my mom is, I would proudly tell them that its you Karen and not Linda Williams.
Toby, my precious little brother, I hope you would remember me and know that I love you very much. I'm sorry if I won't be with you when you grow up but I just want you to know that you should cherish life and enjoy it to the fullest. Make room for no regrets and take risks when you see fit if it would make you happy. I will always have your best interests at heart.
Her musings were interrupted when she heard Ezrah call her name. "We need to hurry Miss, His Majesty is calling for you minutes ago! He knew you might probably get lost here in the castle."
She followed the goblin to several twists and turns, ups and downs on several ladders in the castle when they stopped to a set of double black heavy wood doors. Panting, the goblin bowed and suddenly blurted out "Here is His majesty's study miss. I'll see you in your chambers tonight.." With a final bow, she ran back along towards the end of the corridor.
Taking a steadying breath, she knocked.
"Enter." said a masculine voice from the other side of the door.

Seeing that it was Sarah who entered, he exclaimed "You finally made an appearance slave."
With a low curtsy, she stated "I got lost Your Majesty". All the small workshops and plays that she attended when she was in high school were put into use. The stories they rehearsed required some background studies on the characters, culture and environment of the story. She remembered that royalty generally preferred the lesser people when the latter showed them respect and reverence. If she wants to be on Jareth's good side then she might as well use her knowledge to her advantage.
Jareth seemed to be taken aback with how Sarah reacted. He didn't expect her submission by calling him 'your majesty'. Masking his face with the cold indifference he always wore, he directed to Sarah the several piles of paper at the left side of his study. "I want you to sort those piles of paper into urgent, semi-urgent and non-urgent categories. Urgent papers are those that are political in nature like trade papers etc. Semi-urgent are those that concern the citizens, their requests and grievances etc. The non-urgent stuff are those papers like requests to a ball and dances and stuff."
Sarah looked to where Jareth instructed her and nodded. She went over to the piles and started arranging the papers into three categories. She didn't know if she should read them but she had to in order to understand how to classify the papers. She learned that the Goblin Kingdom acts as a central trading point of the whole underground, since it is situated in the middle and it has the only access to the Aboveground. Trade papers with the trolls, fairies, dragons, vampires and even humans were strewn haphazardly on the floor and she took the extra effort to arrange them by kingdom and date. She also encountered some papers just like Jareth said, the citizens of the Goblin city made several petitions and grievances. The requests vary from whose goblin the chicken should be given to and to a signed petition to make the bog much larger and smellier than it already was. As usual she also sorted it by date, making the earliest request to the top of the pile. For the non-urgent stuff, she was surprised when there were large and fancy envelopes, most of them perfumed and designed with intricate patterns. These papers were invitations to several balls, birthday parties, coming-of-age parties (she wasn't sure what age that was) but most of the pile consisted of marriage proposals. Most of the proposals included a description of the woman being presented for Jareth, her assets, her kingdom's riches and all the probable benefits Jareth might incur as a result of the union. She totally avoided most of it.
She hadn't noticed that Jareth had left her alone in his study. She realized that a lot of time had passed when a goblin arrived carrying her lunch. Grabbing a quick break to eat, she resumed her task and by night fall the papers were properly separated into the piles as Jareth had asked her to do. Stretching from her position, several knots had formed on her back as she had been hunched over the papers the whole day. A nice hot bath seemed just like what she needed.
Just in time, Ezrah called for her outside the room. She exited the study and followed the goblin back to her room. As soon as she entered, Ezrah directed her to the hot bath she craved and was shocked when she saw an ensemble laid out for her in the bed.
"Ezrah? What is that?" she said, pertaining to the small black strips of what seemed to be leather lingerie in the bed.
"Kingy instructed for you to wear those miss.. He said for you to take a bath, eat and wear those. He expects you to be in his bedroom after an hour.."
It seems her body is on autopilot, her mind went blank with the information Ezrah told her. Would the Goblin King take advantage of her? Especially when he saw that she'd touched herself imagining it was his hands all over her body. She pondered all the possibilities and what-ifs the night would hold for them. Taking a bath and eating the dinner laid out for her, she tried to keep it in her stomach, which proved hard because she was so nervous, anxious, excited and scared of what the Goblin King might do tonight.
Popping her medicines, she ventured to the bed and examined the outfit. It was a leather bra with a matching thong. "Well, it seems that he really does fancy leather.." she mused. Wearing it and wrapping a robe to cover her, she walked to the door to his bedroom and knocked.
Jareth was in his room preparing for his ultimate "activity" with Sarah. He realized he couldn't take it anymore, the knowledge that she craved his touch and the fact that she is under his control from now on made his libido on a constant high level. Sipping his brandy, he was seated on his leather couch facing the door that leads to Sarah's bedroom. The moment he saw that leather lingerie, he knew it was made for her to wear it. He couldn't contain his excitement on how she would look like in that skimpy outfit. He wore his traditional ensemble, brown breeches that seemed to be much more fitting than what he usually wore to highlight his assets more. It was matched with his traditional white poet's shirt that was left open revealing his muscular chest and the emblem of the Goblin realm. The only problem he realized is whether or not he could control himself enough to not take her then and there once she entered his room. A soft knock broke his thoughts and knowing it was Sarah, he voiced the one word he'd been excited to say all day: "Enter"

Jareth is always saying "Enter" doesn't he? Haha! Sorry for this little slip.. =)

To be continued..
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