Ok, here we go, I actually know what's happening now, kind of. Me and my silly concept of actually putting a plot in my story. Here is the next chapter, enjoy.
This chapter is kinda slow, but you meet a new character and get more intrigued, yay?
Disclaimer: I don't own anything associated with the movie "The Labyrinth". The asshole in this chapter and perhaps the rest of the story, Sethion, is mine, though.
Oh, new code as the other one did not work.
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Sarah's telepathy
(Lady Jultember's telepathy)
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"You unbelievable ASS!" Sarah's voice rang through the throne room. Jareth winced and wondered what he had done to earn her anger; she had nearly been around his finger last night. "I still have two fucking weeks! That shit last night was supposed to soften me wasn't it? You BITCH!" The monarch had never heard the insult said to a male before and sat contemplating it to avoid becoming angered from it.
"What are you talking about, Princess?" He decided to take this calmly, hoping to minimize the damage her emotionally rampant energy might cause to his throne room.
"I'm talking about the guy who was in my bed when I woke up; you know the one who woke me up by molesting me." He was right in front of her, anger clear on his face.
"What guy?" Sarah almost stepped back at his tone and the look in his eyes.
"Hey, J-man. I appreciate the gift you left in my bed, but maybe next time you should find a more willing specimen." A cocky young lord walked into the room, finger in his ear, cleaning it out. He was against the wall, Jareth holding him there, in an instant.
"What did I do this time?" The young lord sighed impatiently.
"You have severely offended our guest, the Princess Sarah of the Dragon Kingdom. You did not inform me that you would be visiting and that suite is a guest chamber, not your private rooms." He slowly pulled away from the young man. "Now apologize Sethion, and I will not have a half-assed attempt this time. The Dragons are a close ally of this kingdom, as its future ruler you should know this." Jareth held out a hand to Sarah, she hesitantly walked over to the pair and took the offered hand. Sethion turned his attention to the young princess and looked her over. The young woman glared at his open appraisal, it bothered her even more then Jareth's; it almost made her feel dirty.
"My apologies your highness. I had no idea that his majesty had formal guests." He moved to take her hand, but Sarah was hesitant. Thankfully, she was not forced to allow the man to kiss her hand; Jareth pulled the princess away, walking in the direction of the dining hall.
"Had you informed me of your own intent to visit you would have been informed." The monarch pulled Sarah's chair out for her at the table, ignoring Sethion as they seated themselves. Sethion didn't seem to notice, taking the seat across from Sarah.
"So, what brings you here, Princess?" Sethion raised an eyebrow in question and the princess nearly laughed at the poor attempt to imitate a certain king.
"Her highness is a Crystal Summoner; I am the only one powerful enough to train her. What brings you here Sethion?" Dishes appeared on the table; Jareth served Sarah, but again snubbed Sethion.
"I felt like visiting my future predecessor, and mentor. Is there something wrong with that?"
"You came to check if I was still alive as I yet again opted out of going to Court. Don't try to lie to me Sethion, you're horrible at it and we are both aware that you are not fond of me, you're fond of what I can give you." Sarah remained silent during the exchange, seemingly ignoring the pair, but she was listening intently. She would have to ask Jareth later about this man who was obviously his heir.
"I'm hurt your majesty." Sethion drew his hand up to his chest as though in pain.
"No you aren't." It was said monotone and Sarah almost laughed.
"Alright, so I'm not, but you don't have to be so harsh about it. You chose me after all." The man sounded smug, as though he had won the argument.
"I chose you, because out of all the candidates that the Court presented me to choose from you were the most competent, which isn't saying much." Sethion's face fell at that. "You'll have to occupy yourself today; I will be busy instructing the Princess." Sarah didn't like the smile that came to the heir's face. "I would like to tell you now that my subjects are not to be harmed for any reason. They are not yet under your rule and I will not tolerate a stunt like the two years ago, am I understood? I lost three extremely loyal and important subjects in your last stunt. Don't make me regret choosing you any more then I already do." The king rose, and Sarah followed suit, not even looking at the other man. There was a feeling in the pit of her stomach that she knew who had died in the incident two years before. The two left the room, a pouting young lord glaring after them.
"Who died two years ago? Was it Didymus? Is that the 'stunt' you were talking about? How could you treat it so calmly? How could you…" Sarah's questions and accusations were coming faster, a chair across the room splintered. Jareth grabbed her shoulders and looked her in the eye.
"It isn't as simple as you think Sarah. By the time I heard of the challenge it was too late, I could not interfere. As to treating it calmly; Sethion is trying to get me dethroned, before I can produce an heir, so that he can take control of this kingdom. I am helpless to stop him, as he is not an heir of my loins I am forbidden to harm him. This law is to ensure that I do not kill him, which I would be sorely tempted to do were it not for the law." He held the young woman's gaze, not letting her look away even as tears sprung in her eyes.
"That…that monster killed Didymus and Ludo without getting even a slap on the wrist and he's going to rule the Labyrinth?"
"Not if I can help it. I have tolerated his impertinence and ego until now; I believe I will approach the Court for a new heir." He released Sarah and moved across the room so that they could begin the lessons.
"Why…why don't you..." Sarah swallowed uncomfortably. "Produce your own heir? Then you could teach them how to treat this place properly." She was rewarded with a warm smile for the thought; her heart skipped a beat. You are not attracted to him, so what if that smile makes your insides squirm, that's just nausea.
"I have yet to find someone who I would like to be the mother of my children. Though, I did come very close with your mother, that was before she ran out on her father and her responsibility, of course. Though, I am slightly glad that she did, I would not have met you otherwise." The comment brought a blush to Sarah's cheeks and made her feel all warm and tingly inside.
Just the nausea again, yep defiantly nausea, doesn't feel at all good. He's not handsome or charming in the least, nope. The lesson progressed quickly that day, the king openly awed, if only for a moment, at the speed at which she learned. Sarah was wary at the end of the lesson this time, judging from her experience the day before. Even with her senses alert she was taken unaware when, he whispered into her ear.
"Why don't you help me with my heir problem, it would usurp Sethion and solidify the link between our kingdoms, not that I would be adverse to the idea even if it wasn't so beneficial." His hands slid up and down the outsides of her arms, Sarah caught herself leaning back into him. "What do you say, Princess?" A roar from outside of the castle stopped their conversation. Sarah felt a presence touch her mind.
"Lady Jultember?" The princess ran to the nearest window; behind her the king was silently cursing the dragon's timing. Is something wrong?
(Nothing your highness. My presence is just to ensure that the king does not take advantage of you. I was also informed of Lord Sethion's intention to visit.) Sarah looked out the window and saw the great dragon resting in on one of the castle's towers. (Would you like to go for a ride? Provided that your teacher approves, of course.)
"A ride?" She turned back to the king. "Oh please, Jareth, is it alright if I go for a ride with Lady Jultember?" He raised a brow and was quiet for a moment, his eyes narrowed. Finally, he gave a slight nod of his head. "Oh, thank you." She ran up to him and threw her arms around him for a moment. Surprised, he returned the embrace. "I'll be sure to be back for dinner. I promise!" Shall I meet you at the front door, Jultember?
(I think it is time that you learned a quick exit.)
Quick exit?
(Run and leap out of the window, I will catch you.)
Jump out the window? Are you sure?
(Quite sure.)
Well, okay. Here I go. Giving Jareth no warning, Sarah turned on her heel and bolted to the window, barely taking the time to jump as she headed out.
"Sarah!" He leaned over the windowsill just in time to see the dragon swoop below Sarah, the princess landing between the wings and the dragon's head. He watched her fly for a moment, her movements natural as though she had been flying since childhood.
Wind blew past her as Sarah freefell, arms and legs wide, enjoying the freefall, not at all worried. Jultember slid below her and the princess landed gracefully on the base of the dragon's neck. Joy surged through the teen; her body followed its own rules, seeming to know what adjustment needed to be made and how to make them. The dragon below her became an extension of her person and the princess was surprised to find that she was seeing through the dragon's eyes, feeling the wind slid over her wings. This is incredible. How can people live without this?
(They are not descended from your clan. Few know this, but there is actually dragon blood in your line. That is where your telepathy comes from. You and the last monarch have possessed far more blood then those in history. I shall tell you the story of why later. Just relax this time though, and let me lead.) Sarah pulled her mind back slightly, and simply enjoyed the ride.
Lord Sethion watched the princess' antics with narrowed eyes. She could prove to be a problem. I will not be replaced by some part human, son of a dragon monarch's brat. I've kept you alone this long Jareth; this little half-breed will fall in your eyes just like the rest.