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What is there to live for?
Chapter 6
Sarah awoke the next morning with a headache and sore eyes from all the crying she had been doing lately. Groaning she burrowed in under the blankets. Though her plans to settle in and try to sleep a bit more were soon dashed as her stomach loudly reminded her that she had not eaten anything in at least a day, maybe two, she wasn't quiet sure. Just as she was wondering what she could get to eat Jareth appeared lounging against the doorframe as if he belonged there.
"Good morning," he said brightly. A little too brightly in Sarah's opinion. "Yeah, okay. What may I ask is so good about it?" Sarah questioned him as she peered out at him from beneath the blankets she was still snuggly tucked into.
"Well, I'm not really sure, but no matter. Are you hungry? You haven't eaten in a few days so would I be correct in assuming that you would like some breakfast?" Jareth asked her with a slight smirk. "Actually, yeah, I kinda am," Sarah replied after a moments hesitation. She still wasn't too sure about accepting food off him, not after last time. "Anything but peaches." He just smirked at her when she said that.
Jareth left the room, without the swirl of glitter that Sarah had become accustomed to, and returned in a matter of minutes with a tray of food. "You don't mind if I join you do you? I'm feeling a little hungry myself," he told her, watching her for a reaction. Sarah glanced up at him, " Well I guess, since this is your castle-" "And my room," he cut her off. "-and your room I don't see how it's my choice, but I guess it's alright." "Good then, we're all set," Jareth told her, and with a flourish of the hand, that Sarah was sure wasn't entirely needed, Jareth summoned a table and two chairs, along with setting the table for two. He then placed the tray down and layed out the meal. He also gave the flames in the fireplace a little life to warm the room up for Sarah.
While Jareth prepared everything for the meal Sarah unsteadily get to her feet, shivering involuntarily at the sudden loss of warmth, and slowly made her way to the table. As Sarah drew nearer she sighed inwardly that he hadn't played a sick joke on her and given her peaches. She looked hungrily at her plate, Jareth had gotten her favorite breakfast for her, a stack of pancakes with maple syrup and ice cream. "Wow, thank you Jareth," she said, " this is very.generous of you. I hope you didn't go to any trouble on my account though." "Think nothing of it my dear Sarah," he replied. "Um, well anyway, thanks for breakfast," she mumbled. And then the meal progressed with relative silence. For a short time anyway.
"So Sarah," Jareth began, "how are feeling now?" "I'm still a little woozy on my feet, but I'm mostly fine," she told him, "oh and Jareth, thank you." "What for?" he asked her, genuinely surprised, Sarah Williams was really apologizing to him, what next? "Well," Sarah continued, " I didn't really want to die, well I did, but deep down, I don't. So I guess I just want to thank you for saving my life." "Think nothing of it," he answered shortly, "now, I have some business to attend to, I shall see you later in the day."
And with that he left the room, rather quickly in Sarah's opinion, and she was left alone once again.
A/N: I've had writers block, it's nearly 2am though so I figured if I was gonna be able to write anything it would be now. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, your feedback is much appreciated, that sounds waaay too formal but oh well, thanks anyway. The chapter is kinda short but it asked me very nicely if I could please leave it there and continue with a new chapter soon, after you all review that is. Well I'm gonna go eat my vegemite in a biscuit and then sleep now. Adios all, more will come soon I promise. RW
What is there to live for?
Chapter 6
Sarah awoke the next morning with a headache and sore eyes from all the crying she had been doing lately. Groaning she burrowed in under the blankets. Though her plans to settle in and try to sleep a bit more were soon dashed as her stomach loudly reminded her that she had not eaten anything in at least a day, maybe two, she wasn't quiet sure. Just as she was wondering what she could get to eat Jareth appeared lounging against the doorframe as if he belonged there.
"Good morning," he said brightly. A little too brightly in Sarah's opinion. "Yeah, okay. What may I ask is so good about it?" Sarah questioned him as she peered out at him from beneath the blankets she was still snuggly tucked into.
"Well, I'm not really sure, but no matter. Are you hungry? You haven't eaten in a few days so would I be correct in assuming that you would like some breakfast?" Jareth asked her with a slight smirk. "Actually, yeah, I kinda am," Sarah replied after a moments hesitation. She still wasn't too sure about accepting food off him, not after last time. "Anything but peaches." He just smirked at her when she said that.
Jareth left the room, without the swirl of glitter that Sarah had become accustomed to, and returned in a matter of minutes with a tray of food. "You don't mind if I join you do you? I'm feeling a little hungry myself," he told her, watching her for a reaction. Sarah glanced up at him, " Well I guess, since this is your castle-" "And my room," he cut her off. "-and your room I don't see how it's my choice, but I guess it's alright." "Good then, we're all set," Jareth told her, and with a flourish of the hand, that Sarah was sure wasn't entirely needed, Jareth summoned a table and two chairs, along with setting the table for two. He then placed the tray down and layed out the meal. He also gave the flames in the fireplace a little life to warm the room up for Sarah.
While Jareth prepared everything for the meal Sarah unsteadily get to her feet, shivering involuntarily at the sudden loss of warmth, and slowly made her way to the table. As Sarah drew nearer she sighed inwardly that he hadn't played a sick joke on her and given her peaches. She looked hungrily at her plate, Jareth had gotten her favorite breakfast for her, a stack of pancakes with maple syrup and ice cream. "Wow, thank you Jareth," she said, " this is very.generous of you. I hope you didn't go to any trouble on my account though." "Think nothing of it my dear Sarah," he replied. "Um, well anyway, thanks for breakfast," she mumbled. And then the meal progressed with relative silence. For a short time anyway.
"So Sarah," Jareth began, "how are feeling now?" "I'm still a little woozy on my feet, but I'm mostly fine," she told him, "oh and Jareth, thank you." "What for?" he asked her, genuinely surprised, Sarah Williams was really apologizing to him, what next? "Well," Sarah continued, " I didn't really want to die, well I did, but deep down, I don't. So I guess I just want to thank you for saving my life." "Think nothing of it," he answered shortly, "now, I have some business to attend to, I shall see you later in the day."
And with that he left the room, rather quickly in Sarah's opinion, and she was left alone once again.
A/N: I've had writers block, it's nearly 2am though so I figured if I was gonna be able to write anything it would be now. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, your feedback is much appreciated, that sounds waaay too formal but oh well, thanks anyway. The chapter is kinda short but it asked me very nicely if I could please leave it there and continue with a new chapter soon, after you all review that is. Well I'm gonna go eat my vegemite in a biscuit and then sleep now. Adios all, more will come soon I promise. RW