For seemingly endless years, the Fae king had dreamed of finally reaching this day. When his precious Sarah’s presence in his Labyrinth would be permanent, when he could proclaim with absolute certainty that she was most definitely his once again. && she seemed to enjoy it here, as she once had. He had missed her so dearly, && here she was.
So why was something… off?
The years they’d spent apart, Sarah growing mostly on her own with those terribly horrendous excuses for mortal parents–something had changed, in that time. Their nascent relationship had been so sharply broken off that Jareth feared… there was no mending it.
Nonetheless, he could try.
The noon sun hung heavy in the cinnamon sky, a gentle breeze wafting a strange sort of spice through the air. To the average eye, one might say nothing had changed. But to Jareth, he knew. He could see how the Labyrinth had changed; it too, was rejoicing at the return of that funny little mortal girl. Colours seemed just a touch brighter; the moss, springier, the stones, less dusty.
But then again, he could be imagining it.
Inquiring after Sarah provided that she was in the East Gardens. Jareth’s favourite spot, funny she should pick it out. Once he’d given her time to be alone, he set out on his way to find her. Surely she’d be by Selene’s Pond; there was not a better place to sit && ruminate.
Once he’d set eyes on her, however, he paused. Was that… a tinge of sadness he saw, on her fair features there? No, surely he was mistaken. Brushing the pang of worry away, he stepped forward from the hedges, the heels of his boots clacking softly against the pale flagstones.
❝Good afternoon, pet,❞ Jareth greeted as he came beside her, standing by the bench she occupied with hands clasped behind his back, a gentle priorly rare smile on his lips, his honeyed voice low so as to not startle her. ❝May I join your company?❞
Upon hearing his voice break her reverie, a smile spread on Sarah’s lips. She rose her eyes to meet his, her gaze just as warm as his own. ❝Yes, of course,❞ she responded to his query. Once he took seat next to her, Sarah turned her attention back to the pond and was silent for a moment.
She breathed in deeply, marveling silently at this feeling that had washed over her now that she was once more in Jareth’s presence. It was a feeling like none she had experienced -- the feeling of being with a friend. A true friend. She felt so comfortable around him, more comfortable than she had felt around anyone in her entire life.
❝You know it’s still so crazy to think that this is all real,❞ Sarah started a conversation amiably, ❝I keep waking up expecting it to all have been a dream but then...❞ She shook her head, a wry smile curling her lips as she looked around at the gardens and the sky.
❝It’s more than I ever could have dreamed of,❞ she said. She looked back to Jareth, finally, a content smile dancing across her lips.
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