Memory

Chapter 9: A Heartily Ache

It was noon when Sarah woke up from her bed. It also occurred to her that she was sleeping right next to Jareth. Again.

"I thought we talked about personal spaces?" She asked, not even moving a muscle. Jareth spooned Sarah like a doll rather than letting go and he smiled doing so without her seeing.

"Indeed we talked about personal space but that was at YOUR lair. We're in my Labyrinth not your house." He replies coolly as he buries his face on Sarah's hair. What a valuable reason for an alibi.

"Oh for the love of—how did we even get here?"

"I carried you off from the ball last night and postponed time to sleep."

Sarah's face fell on confusion. Her mind processed what Jareth said and then she remembered getting really drunk.

"That's a start." She whispered to herself "At least nothing happened while I was... not myself." She added looking beneath her chest with a sigh of relief she has clothing.

"I'm not a cad..."

Her glare darkened as he pushed the excuse.

"—at least not without you ordering me to, sweet thing" He charms as he looks at her with bewilderment. She couldn't believe what kind of conversation she's having on the bed of all places.

"Keep on doing that and you'll earn to sleep on the floor when the thirteenth hour comes."

"Speaking of which, is right about now." He says with a flick of his fingers.

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A goblin perched its nose upward smelling something. A head popped up next and then he hopped over. He walked nearer to the scent and then came a huge foot.

THUD

"SAWAH" A grunt says clearly as his voice bellowed throughout the castle and shook the walls.

"My brother, my lady lies yonder in our Tyrant King's arms! We must henceforth push through to sweep her away to return her to her parents!" A fox says as his noble dog steed ran through a lot of goblin insanity.

Ludo's arms pushed through armies and then called rocks that shook the halls further. It caused dust to fall from above and several little creatures as well due to the century old unclean season.

Meanwhile Sarah just got off the bed and was about to wear her shoes when in an abrupt fashion, Jareth got her by the hips and carried her by his shoulders and then with a flick of his hand, they were out of the room and in his throne.

"—the fuck are you doing?!" She called out looking behind her to see Jareth's face. Alas, she can't as a stone hit her square at her head and saw stars.

"YOU ASSHOLES NEED TO CALM THE FUCK DOWN!" She shouted aggressively. Immediately Jareth stopped as he twirled around to avoid a rock. The goblins stopped for a moment because of panic with her voice. He put Sarah down and patted her shoulder to dust away dirt. His apologetic stare became frantic as soon as he heard another large thump.

He quickly swept Sarah off her feet and carried her bridal style. The goblins again rallied everywhere. Because of the uneven stairs, Jareth managed to run-jump down and Sarah clung on his neck like her life depended on it.

"For the love of—"

"Dear, if a few more curses erupt from your beautiful mouth, I'll have to silence you with a kiss." Jareth insists and jumped with his dark cloak billowing from behind. When did he get a cape?

"We're in your castle chased... why are you running away?!" she asks as she wrapped her arms around the Goblin King's neck. His silver hair tickles her arms, but her cheeks inevitably warming due to rubbing with his skin. She could feel him heat up as well and she can see a tint just on his ears.