Not a Queen (Jareth x M! Reader)

Chapter 12

All night Jareth and Tiq prepared to write a letter for you. They had gone all across the Labyrinth and wrote as many details as they could. 

"Now you send Crog with the letter, and hope for the best."

"And if he doesn't accept it?" Jareth asks.

Tiq looks at the letter.

"Then you'll have to let him go. But that doesn't mean you can end the world over it."

"I would end the world for him a thousand times over, if he ever asks."

"....Why did the Labyrinth get stuck with you instead of your sister?"

~*~

You startle at something crawling from under your bed. "(Fuck this shit I'm out/what in the alice in wonderland-)" You run to your apartment door but you hear

"Letter delivery! It's been de-livered for you. It was tasty." Crog says. 

You turn around to get on to him but he was gone. A letter sat on the edge of your unmade bed. You almost threw it away but the envelope caught your attention.

My dearest, y/n,

It was written eloquently, and historically writing a comma after dearest means that you're the most important person in their life. 

(Fine. You'll open it./You guess you could fuck around and find out.)

~*~

My Dearest, Y/n,

There are 77 pounds of glitter dusted throughout the kingdom, and there's no real reason why it's there except to sparkle. The Labyrinth uses about 96694 bricks and the count changes daily. The sky is made up of Falu, Vermilion, Threatening Red, and blood kiss, with some white. 

There are 25 species that are alive in the Labyrinth, and 254 plant species that are around the entire world. 

I've had 36 players to date, but none of them were like you. 

You truly are someone who rises above the rest. When you touched that book, the Labyrinth knew that there was a part of you that belonged. That the throne could never be completed without you. 

I was the only one who hadn't caught on. I have been a fool. 

I could write pages and pages of apologies to you, but words alone cannot solve my errors. I will not ask you to forgive me, I will not ask you to rule with me, and I will not ask anything more except to allow me to face you one last time if you permit. 

If you hate me, feel free to scream it towards me. If you wish me dead, curse me three times over. I will not have any grievance over it.

I just wish to say how sorry I am, and do one last action to prove it to you and you will never see me again. 

Sincerely yours,

Jareth

~*~

Did you hate him? Did you want to curse him three times over? You tried to search for any anger. To search for anything that could equal hate. 

No. You didn't hate him.

You were annoyed, hurt, and sad over him. But not hate. 

You closed the letter. 

What was he even going to do? 

Nothing impressive, this wasn't his Labyrinth after all. He had no power here. Except for owl transformations...and sending Goblins...