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Chapter 5.
High King's Castle: Underground.
Queen Mila slept fitfully. Her son had been missing for a long time now. Every day she worried and cried. Seeking him out through magic and sending searchers out to all corners of the underground to find him. So far there had been no sign.
Her husband, King Jevan did what he could but his responsibilities were great, and constant.
Her nephew Baelic was caring for her son's kingdom in his absence but it was becoming obvious that Jareth needed to be found quickly. No one else could do the duty of The Goblin King.
Jareth had been young and brash when he had told his father he was leaving to find his own way.
He found a barren patch of tundra and desert, inhabited by the most unsavory creatures.
With his tremendous gift for magic more powerful than anyone had ever known he had created his own kingdom, his Labyrinth. His great Castle Beyond The Goblin City.
Jareth had known the underground was slowing dying. He could feel it happening.
He had created the maze as a bridge between worlds, to harness the magic of belief from the mortal world. With that magic he had saved them all. He brought human children to be changed to their kind, to replenish the blood of the immortals and bring new life. Those who came and went took with them a belief that helped fuel the magic that continued to revive and restore his world.
His father had gone so far to offer him the High King's throne as reward, but Jareth had refused. He said he would rather lead the lost and the lonely than shuffle paperwork and settle disputes between annoying courtiers, disgruntled royals and dilettantes.
So Jareth remained The Goblin King.
Mila knew it was a lonely life and had tried to find him someone worthy to share his throne. He had laughed and refused. He did not want a bride. He told her that to fall in love was a weakness he did not want to have. He said if there was one woman that was worthy of him, she would find him. She would clever and brave, strong and beautiful. Then he said he did not believe such a woman would ever exist.
She loved her son but he was a very prideful man. It was probably in part her fault. As an only child he had been spoiled and coddled. Allowed to do whatever he wanted when he wanted. Such was the right of the High Prince.
Not to mention his father, her husband made sure Jareth knew how powerful his place was.
She had been so proud when he made his own way and carved out his own kingdom. Her brilliant, arrogant son.
She missed him greatly.
After some thought, Queen Mila decided she needed to once again go to The Goblin Kingdom and see what exactly was going on. Her husband was always so vague about these things and sitting around the High Castle fretting was doing her no good.
"Essie!" She called for her maid. The plump older woman bustled in.
"Yes My Queen?" Essie asked, bowing low.
"I need you to pack some of my things. Nothing fancy, no need for ball gowns and the like. I am going to The Goblin Castle. Pack a bag for yourself as well. I'll have need of you there."
Her maid nodded once and went to follow orders.
Mile looked out the window at the expansive gardens below. "Well my son, it seems it is up to me to do something about this. I will find you, wherever you are."
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He was walking this way and that. Around corners, down passageways, up stairs through doorways and arches then down more stairs. He seemed to know where he was going. Or did he? He could hear the clicking of his boots on the stones. Every step. click click click.
Every so often he would pass a creature of some sort. Some tall, some small. They all seemed to gasp and point when they saw him. As he came around another corner there was a little man who seemed to be spraying something. The little man turned and seemed to see him. He dropped his spray can and stared at him. "Yer Majesty?! Where have you been?!"
He said nothing. Just stood there. He didn't know what to say. Why did the man call him that?
He backed away, suddenly confused and apprehensive. He turned and ran the way he came. The little man was following him.
"Yer Majesty?! Jareth?!Come back!"
He managed get far enough away he didn't hear the voice anymore...he ran through another opening and..
"Ugh!" Tommy sat up straight, his heart pounding, sweat pouring down his face. Hid head throbbing again. "What the fuck was that now?!"
It was just a dream, yet he was out of breath as if he had been running. He looked at the clock nearly 5 am. "Bollocks."
He got up and went to the bathroom, then went into his small kitchenette and opened the fridge. "I really need to do some shopping I'd say." He murmured as he saw he had little food left.
He picked up a carton of juice and drank from it, suddenly very thirsty. He finished it off and sat it on the counter making a mental note to get more the next day.
He went back to his bed a laid down, hoping he could get in a few more hours of sleep. This was his usually day off and the day he usually spent getting errands done, laundry, shopping and the like. He wondered if he should call Sarah and see if she would like to join him.
He chuckled to himself. "There you go. Hey there Sarah, would like to go with me to wash my underwear? Maybe wander around the market picking out vegetables? What fun we will have. Tommy, you've lost it haven't you?"
He got comfortable again replaying the kiss from the night before. What a wonderful kiss it was. He hoped he would share many more such kisses with the lovely girl.
As his eyes began to droop, his dream came back to him. "What was that bloody little man? And why did he call me Your Majesty? Oddest dream I've ever had. Like I'm some bloody puffed up king. Ah well. Must have been the food. Or something. Quit laying here talking to yourself you fool. Just a stupid dream." He grabbed the bottle of painkillers, shaking a couple of of the bottle and picked up the whiskey by his bed and took a few healthy swigs to wash them down help him along.
He turned over and buried his face in his pillow, falling back into a thankfully dreamless sleep.
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The Goblin Kingdom was in a whirl with High Queen Mila present. She insisted as soon as she arrived that the castle was to be thoroughly cleaned and that livestock was no longer allowed inside.
The Goblins were always afraid of their king's mother, so they did as she asked.
She took over the Queen's chambers for the time being as there was no Goblin Queen.
Lord Baelic her nephew showed her around, so that she could know the deterioration going on. She wished she could have helped but there was really little she could do. She didn't have the gift of healing the land or it's inhabitants. Only Jareth would be able to do that when he came back.
She did insist on keeping up appearances for the kingdom's sake. It wasn't a good idea to let anyone know how weakened The Labyrinth had become. It was vital to protect it as a bridge between worlds. More unsavory characters might think to try and use it for unscrupulous deeds like kidnapping humans.
She was walking in the rose garden when there was a cacophony of yelling and noise coming from the front of the castle. She immediately disappeared and reappeared there, and saw Baelic speaking with a horde of creatures led by a dwarf.
As she walked up she heard the dwarf speaking. "I'm tellin ya Lord Baelic, it WAS 'im! I know that rat anywheres! I could see right threw 'im, but it was the king! Ask the brownies and the worms! They seen 'im too! And the fairy horde!"
Baelic knelt down. "How could it be Hoggle? Was it some sort of phantom? Or something pretending to be him clever enough to get inside?"
Hoggle was practically jumping up and down with frustration.
"Excuse me..but did you say you saw my son?" Mila asked.
Hoggle's eyes popped open wide then he bowed low. "Forgives me High Queen, I didn't sees ya."
Mila waved her hand dismissively. "No matter dwarf. What matters is that you saw His Majesty. Tell me, you say he was transparent?"
Hoggle's head bobbed up and down. "He was. He came around the corner almost to the hedge maze where I was sprayin' for fairies. He just stared at me. Acted like he didn't know where he was. I talked to 'im and he turned and ran in the other direction like a demon was on his heels. I chased him as far as I could but he was too fast, then he was gone."
"Take me to the spot you saw him. The exact spot, Sir Hoggle." Queen Mila commanded.
Hoggle did so. It took over and hour to get there but Hoggle knew The Great Maze like no one else so he knew shortcuts. When he got to the arch he pointed.
"There, Yer Highness."
Mila thanked the dwarf the reached out with her magic. As a halfling her magic was not as strong as some of her fellow immortals. Certainly nowhere near like her exceptionally gifted son, but there were a few things she could do. One was tracking and tracing the astral trails of others. It was a rare talent. If Jareth left just the smallest thread, she should be able to find it.
She closed her eyes and searched. Baelic and Hoggle looked on. After some time she felt it. The finest thread of life energy that would undetectable to anyone else. Once she caught hold out it and tugged it shone brightly in her mind.
"I've got him." She announced. She followed his thread with her eyes closed. She did not need to open them. She was walking the exact steps he had walked. She found several oddities about the trace though.
They must have walked for a good half an hour when she felt the thread thin out considerably, but it didn't break. He was still connected by the most miniscule of connections, but it was there. barely. Something had caused him to reconnect with The Labyrinth. However connected, she could tell there was still an incredibly resilient magic blocking him.
She realized he was not in this world. He was in the human world and had been dreamwalking.
"Oh Jareth what have you done?" She said out loud as she opened her eyes.
She turned to the the dwarf and her nephew. "He is above in the mortal world. I need some help finding him. It's much more difficult tracing astral trails there. The atmosphere is muddied up considerably now and I cannot stay there long even if I find a way to get there. Do either of you know one who could help? Someone who knows the above well? Not many of us go there anymore regularly. One of the creatures perhaps? We have to be cautious. We cannot reveal his absence to anyone who would use the information for their own purposes."
They were silent for a bit.
Hoggle looked up and met the Queen's eyes. "I mights know someone. She maybe would 'elp. But I haven't talked to 'er in a long time. She might be our best chance in findin' 'im."
The queen observed the little man's body language. He seemed reluctant to say who this individual was.
"Sir Hoggle. I ask you not as your queen, but as a mother looking for her child. My son is missing. We need to find him. You know The Labyrinth is doomed without him. If it dies before we can get him back, we may never get a chance to look for him."
Hoggle looked at his shoes. "She's human. Sarah. The girl that beat The Labyrinth. She's real smart, that one."
"Where can I find her?" The queen queried the dwarf. She had heard rumors but nothing confirmed until now sucha person existed.
"There's a portal. If she still has it. She's likely all grown now. It was a mirror she had. If it's still with 'er we can follow connection that leads to it the Labyrinth created. But we gotta makes 'er call us first. She 'as ta opens it."
"Well how can we do that dear Hoggle?" Mila asked him. She was trying to be patient.
"The goblins. They are the only creatures here than can cross at will without the use of The Labyrinth, except the king. Been doing it as long as we all can remembers. In facts that was one of the reason His Majesty needed to gets 'em under control. They was causin' too much problems with the mortals."
Mila thought about this. "Alright Hoggle. I am going to leave it to you to come up with a plan for the goblins to somehow get the girl to open the portal so I may speak to her."
The dwarf was surprised at this. Jareth would never let him have such a responsibility. Hoggle was many things. A coward namely, but he was not stupid. "Yes, Yer Majesty. I'll figure out something. Just give me a day or two."
Queen Mila agreed. The three, plus any various maze dwellers who had been following along made their way back to the castle.
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Tommy woke up to the sound of his phone ringing. He rolled out of bed and wove his way to his living room area.
" 'ello?" he answered drowsily.
"Hi, Tommy? It's Sarah. From last night."
He blinked in surprise. He had given her his number, but did not expect her to use it so soon.
"Well this is a unexpected pleasure Sarah." He purred into the phone. "How can I help you this lovely day?"
He almost kicked himself. Way to go there man..you sound like a downright perv.
He heard a nervous giggle come over the phone. "Umm..well, I was wondering if I could return the favor. Take you to lunch. Nothing fancy just pizza or something."
"That sounds divine. I need to go to the market though. Would you like to come along after?"
He could wait on the laundry a couple of days if necessary. He had plenty of clean clothes for a few days.
"Oh sure! Sarah answered "No problem there I should pick up a few things too anyway. Where would you like to meet?"
Tommy smiled. A wonderful way to spend an afternoon. He had woke up with a slight headache still but the thought of being with her seemed to clear it. "I'll meet you in front of your building at 11:30 love."
He heard a bit of excitement in her sweet voice as she answered. "Perfect. There is pizza place a few blocks away I always go to. Lenny's. Heard of it?"
"I don't think I have. But I'm always up for trying a new restaurant." He told her.
"Okay. Well, I'll see you in a couple of hours then." She said. "Bye!"
"Goodbye fair Sarah." He said then hung up the phone.
He grabbed some jeans and a t shirt and went to shower and get ready. He was positively giddy.
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Sarah hung up the phone and did a little happy dance into her bedroom. She did it! She actually asked someone out!
That was something she never did. She was never outgoing enough to be able to do it. Something told her when she woke up that she needed to take some initiative here. Take a chance. He was smart, funny, gorgeous. You don't just let that get away.
She sat at her vanity, looking in her old mirror. "Plus, bonus. He looks so much like your dream guy it's downright eerie. I should be scared of that, but I'm not. There is something weird about all of this. But I can't just let it go. I need to see this through."
Wendy peeked her head in. "Talking to yourself again Sarah?" She asked, grinning. She had gotten used to Sarah's habit of "thinking out loud" as Sarah called it, but liked to tease her.
"You know me." Sarah quipped back. "Hey, Wen, I'm going out this afternoon, and going to stop by the store. You need anything?" She got up and went into Wendy's bedroom where she was brushing her hair.
"Yes. We are about out of apples. I have one for tomorrow but if you could pick up a few I'll pay you back." Wendy liked to stick an apple in her bag for a quick snack at dance rehearsals. Many of her fellow dancers refused to eat while at the studio as they always got that glare from the Madame, but Wendy was determined to not fall into unhealthy eating habits.
"No need to worry about that it all evens out in the end right?" Sarah said. "By the way, I'm meeting Tommy too." She grinned slowly waiting for her friend to react. "I called him and asked him."
Wendy turned and gave her a squeally hug. "Oh Sarah! I'm so proud of you. He is a hottie hot hot. You two going to..you know..get together?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
"I don't know yet." Sarah confused. "Too soon to tell. We kissed last night and it was..pretty incredible. I think my shoes melted a little."
Wendy hugged her again. "Ohhhhh. That's a good sign! If you need me to clear out for a night let me know. So you can have the whole place to get busy. Well except my room okay?"
Sarah rolled her eyes. "Like I would have sex in your room. Besides he lives alone, so it's not necessary. I mean if it goes that far. Anyway, I need to get ready."
She had already showered so she went back into her room to get dressed. She wanted to look nice, but not look like she was trying to look nice. Just casual. She dug around and finally decided on a long broomstick skirt in shades of greens, blues and purples, a pale green poet shirt and a vest that matched the skirt. She just put on a little mascara and lip gloss and slipped her feet into a pair of ballet flats. She pulled the front of her hair back with a clip but let the dark mass fall down her back.
She looked in the mirror and liked the effect. She look cool and casual, but pretty, at least for her she thought. Well he seemed to think she was. For a finishing touch she touched a little vanilla oil behind her ears and wrists and between her breasts.
Wendy leaned back into her bedroom and whistled. "Oh pretty! I love that skirt. You look nice. Smell good too. Hey, I had a 10 dollar bill on me so here you go. Apples, and get some sandwich bread too. Whole grain not crappy white bread."
Sarah nodded and took the money. "You bet. You leaving too?"
"Yep. Going to go to the gym and do some swimming. Haven't been in a while. See ya!"
Sarah heard her roommate leave, and sighed. Looking at the clock she saw she still had an hour, so she sat on the couch and watched tv while she waited for 11:30.
After a bit she heard an odd crashing noise coming from her bedroom and went to investigate.
"What the hell?" She said. All her makeup and her jewelry box had fallen on the floor.
She picked it up, wondering how that had happened. "Ah well, I guess I set it too close to edge."
She shrugged to herself and noticed it was 20 minutes after 11, so she locked up the apartment and went and stood outside, waiting for Tommy to appear.
Impressions on Queen Mila? (pronounced Mee-la not my-la)
All my naughty minded readers should not miss the next chapter. Just saying ;)
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