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A/N: HI EVERYONE. HERE IS A FRESH CHAPTER FOR YOU ALL, AND I WANT TO TAKE THIS TIME TO ALSO THANK YOU FOR ALL THE FEEDBACK THAT I GOT ON MY REVISIONS. I AM GLAD TO KNOW THAT PEOPLE LIKED THEM BETTER THAN THE ORIGINALS, I KNOW I DID.

ALSO, PLEASE DON'T STOP LEAVING ME THOSE LITTLE WORDS OF ENCOURAGEMENT, I LOVE READING THEM.

SIDE NOTE: NO J/S IN THIS CHAPTER, JUST A LITTLE DIVE INTO THE LIVES OF OUR VILLANS, TO HELP MOVE THIS STORY ALONG A LITTLE FASTER. HERE YOU GO.

"So, there seems to be trouble in paradise with the two lovebirds?" Antonia asked as she picked up a piece of toasted bread and spread butter on it with a dull knife before setting it down next to a much sharper carving knife. "What else can you tell me?"

"Not very much, I didn't stay long enough to see much more," Adelphos said, as he walked around to the other end of the table, helping himself to a goblet of wine, downing the entire thing before refilling it, and sat across from his love, propping his feet up on the table.

"Of course there is more, tell me about how they acted around each other, and why didn't you fly onto the railing of the balcony to listen in to what they were saying?" Antonia asked, her mouth full of toast.

"They might have taken it as a bad omen or at least thought something was amiss to have a falcon appear out of nowhere on the ledge of their chambers," Adelphos said. "Which is why I chose to keep my distance."

He downed another big gulp of wine, and leaned forward to top off his goblet. After setting the pitcher down, he grabbing an apple, and sat back as he took a bite, chewed and swallowed before continuing with his observations. "All I can say is that she appeared on the balcony first, wearing nothing but a dressing robe, and sat down on a chair. She looked as though she had something troubling on her mind."

He took another bite of apple, then continued while chewing the apple in his mouth, "She sat out on the balcony alone for a couple of minutes before he joined her, dressed also in nothing but a robe. He seemed to look…" he paused to think for a moment and to brace himself, before saying, "satisfied."

Antonia looked up over the rim of her own goblet of wine as his words sunk in, and slammed it back down on the table, spilling a fair share of it's contents over the rim and onto the table, as a shade of red appeared in her face. She said, "It's supposed to be me satisfying him," before taking another huge bite of her toast.

The two of them sat in silence for a few moments while Antonia chewed her food. She then said, "I don't know, I still feel like there is something not right between them. It almost seemed as though the two of them were hiding some secret when I first saw the two of them together, they seemed a little uncomfortable together at first." She finished off the little bit of wine that was left in her goblet, and reached for a nearby pitcher to refill it.

Setting the pitcher back down, she asked, "Are you absolutely sure that is what you saw? Are you sure you weren't mistaken?"

Adelphos scoffed and said, "My dear, my bird form happens to be a falcon, and my vision when I am in my falcon form happens to be as sharp as the edge of that carving knife sitting next to you on the table, I know what I saw," He smiled and continued, "I also know what I saw after he came out to join her."

Antonia stopped mid-reach for another slice of toast and focused her attention on him. "Tell me," she commanded as she finished her initial action and plopped the next slice on her plate.

"Jareth was offered a piece of fruit to her, but she refused it, and wouldn't even look at him. He also tried to touch her, but she grew upset and stormed away from him and back into their chambers." Adelphos finished.

"Then what?" Antonia asked, popping the last bit of her first piece of toast in her mouth.

"That's all I saw, I decided to come back here and tell you, which I did," He said, as he finished what was left of his wine, and again reaching for the pitcher to fill his cup a third time.

"I think you should've have stayed to see what was wrong between them," Antonia said, observing his actions before reaching for her butter knife again. As she again spread a large amount of butter on her fresh piece of toast, she asked, "So where do we go from here?"

Downing about half of his freshly poured goblet, he answered, "Now you must go back to see your new best friend, Lady Sarah, and offer your help with their wedding."

Antonia's jaw dropped when she heard that, "Are you serious?!? There is no way that I am going back there!!!"

"Antonia, if we are going to tear the two of them apart, you need to spend as much time around the two of them as possible. Develop a friendship with this woman, spread some so-called nasty gossip about her betrothed, and the rest should take care of itself," he said, then finished off the remainder of his apple.

He held the apple core in front of him, and tossed it up into the air, and with a flick of his wrist, the core disappeared midair. Looking pleased with himself, he reached for the goblet and held it in his hand, swirling the remains around in the bottom of it.

Antonia watched his actions, then asked, "And just where are you going to be while I am suffering through this?"

"I was just getting to that," Adelphos said. "As the two of them grow more distant with each other, you will tend to Jareth and offer him some support, while I will swoop in to befriend Sarah and eventually offer a shoulder to cry on. When the time is right, I will profess my love to her, and she will undoubtedly have similar sentiments. I will ask her to run off with me, which she will, leaving Jareth all to you."

"What will you with her then?" Antonia asked, as she set her knife back down next to the much sharper one on the table.

Adelphos said, nonchalantly, "Kill her. And after you marry Jareth, I will kill him as well, then you and I will be married and also will rule his Kingdom."

Standing up and moving toward a nearby window, Adelphos said quietly, "And I will finally have my revenge," before polishing off the rest of his wine and moving back toward the pitcher to again fill his cup.

Watching him down his third glass and go back for fourths, Antonia said, "Not if you keep drinking all of father's wine like that. You know, sometimes you are as bad as he is, trying to find the answer to your problems in the bottom of a goblet of wine."

Adelphos stopped mid-pour, and slammed both the goblet and the pitcher of wine down on the table, and stormed around to where she sat, leaning forward and holding one of her wrists to the armrest, his knuckles white. Antonia gasped at the sudden pain and looked up to him leaning into her, seeing the anger in his eyes.

She feared for a moment that he might hit her, it wouldn't be the first time that he had done it, especially when he had a couple of glasses of wine. Even though she was scared, she tried not to show it in her face.

Adelphos clenched his jaw a few times, and very slowly reached down toward where knives sat on the table. Her eyes followed his hands journey, and her breath caught in her throat when she realized where it was headed. His eyes watched her reaction to where he was reaching, and he was pleased to see that she was scared.

"Please Adelphos," she pleaded, as she kept her focus on where his hand was traveling. "Don't forget that you need me in order to make your plan succeed."

"You are right about that, my dear, I do need you," Adelphos said, before simultaneously releasing his grip on her wrist and quickly shifting the direction of his other hand from the sharp knife to grab her full goblet of wine, taking a big gulp of it. "Which is why you need to finish your breakfast so we can leave."

As he finished off the wine, Antonia inwardly sighed a sigh of relief, before picking up the slice of toast. Deciding to change the subject, Antonia said as she brought the toast to her mouth, "Even though I feel like something isn't right, I still cannot see why he would pick someone like her over someone like me."

Setting the goblet back down on the table and turning on his heel to walk out of the room, Adelphos said, as she was about to take bite, "Yes, you contemplate that while you work on another slice of toast." And with that he walked out.

Antonia froze, the toast falling from her lips. As she heard the click of his shoes on the stone ground fade away, she dropped her food back on her plate, no longer hungry anymore. Instead, she grabbed the pitcher, filled her cup with wine, and down the entire glass in one gulp, while a single tear ran down her cheek.

LIKE I SAID, JUST A LITTLE DIVE INTO THE LIVES OF OUR VILLANS. NEXT CHAPTER WILL GET BACK TO SARAH AND JARETH, I PROMISE. UNTIL THEN, LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK OF THIS CHAPTER, AND THANKS FOR READING.