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. |
I'm not going to go about demanding reviews as payment for new chapters, however, I would definitely write faster if given more encouragement. I'm currently entering into end-of-year, pre-graduation crunch-time, however, so I'm uploading a bunch of new chapters now to see you through!
Spread the love, if you're feeling it, and let me know what works and what doesn't!!! I promise plenty of JarethxSarah goodies later, be patient! __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Sarah gave her corset a tug in the attempt to find a spare millimeter of breathing room. She stood looking in the floor length mirror in her room, Breeda putting the finishing touches to her elaborate hair style. While she gave a silent prayer that the unfamiliar and terribly restricting corset would not cause her to pass out, she couldn't help but notice the wonders it did for her figure. King Alberon had had the court seamstresses working non-stop for three days on her gown. It was a beautiful thing to behold; blue taffeta embroidered in silver and studded with pearls. The skirt was full but not bulbous, the dropped waist and fitted bodice accentuated her narrow waist, and the square cut neck did little to cover her now-heaving chest. She'd felt a little self-conscious when she'd first put it on, but Breeda had quickly waved her disquiet away. "It's the fashion, deary. Besides, ye be the guest of honor--ye got to look ye best fer the King!" So Sarah had acquiesced, not wanting to be disrespectful in the face of all the kindness the High King had granted her. Besides, she smiled to herself, maybe this is the kind of thing I normally wear. But she somehow doubted it. "There ye be, deary. All finished!" Breeda stepped back and Sarah did a little turn for her. "Well?" She raised nervous eyes to the Brownie. "Ye be lovely. The King will be pleased." "I hope so. I'm just so worried--I've never been to a ball before." She paused, a crease wrinkling her forehead. "At least, I don't think so. Oh well," she sighed, yet again idly wondering when or if she would get her memory back. "It's just that I'm to meet all the nobles that the King has invited. What if I say something wrong or forget how to curtsy?" "Never ye mind, deary. Ye be splendid, everyone will love ye!" The maid gave her a comforting smile and Sarah sighed at her reflection again, before turning to leave. "Well, best not to put off the inevitable." "Oh, wait a moment! Ye best not forget this," Breeda grabbed Sarah's mask off the vanity and handed it to her. "Oh, thank you, I almost forgot." She turned and left her room, hoping she remembered the way to the grand ball room where the party was to be held. She glanced down at the mask in her hands, the clean moonlight glinting off its polished surface as it shone through the windows in the hall. She eventually found her way to the ball room, no one stood in the hall but she could clearly hear the sounds of a party in the room beyond the great wooden doors before her. She took a steadying breath before placing the mask on her face and carefully tying it behind her head so as not to ruin her hair. "Ah! There you are my dear!" She turned around as was bombarded by the jovial and colorful High King coming her way in a suit of golds and browns. "You're just in time, I wanted you to be announced with us." She could see the Queen behind him, dressed in a deep burn orange dress with golden tassels and studded with rubies. They each wore a crown and she saw that, rather than fixed to their faces, both of their masks were on long sticks so that they could be held before them as desired. Sarah bowed appropriately and the King took her hand. "Thank you so much for the dress, it's beautiful." She smiled at him and he beamed. "You look wonderful," the Queen placed a reassuring hand on her other arm before turning to face the ball room doors. "Shall we?" Alberon lead the two women into the room as the doors swung open before them. The crier who stood just inside the doors bowed his head before clapping his staff against the stone floor, producing a thundering sound that drew heads and quieted conversations. "His royal highness, High King Alberon, Ruler of the Underground. Her royal highness, High Queen Theta of the Grand Court. And Lady Sarah of the Aboveground." Sarah's breath caught in her throat at the sight of the hundreds of citizens of the Underground before her, faces turned towards her in interest, if not open curiosity. As Alberon began making his way down the stairs in front of her to mingle with the crowds, the conversations began picking up again. Sarah tried not to focus on the blatant stairs and hands covering whispering mouths. 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