Sarah went to go eat breakfast and sat at the counter. Farric said friendly, “Hello, my friend Ashar.”
Sarah said, “Good morning, Farric. Can you please help me with something in my room if you can make the time after breakfast?”
Farric smiled at her and said, “Of course, Ashar.” He got her usual and Sarah gave him the money.
After breakfast, she took Farric up to the room, and she told him, These seven bags are yours. It totals 290 gold. But in silver and coppers. I want to help you, my friend. No strings attached, just because I like you very much and call you my friend Farric.” Farric was in shock. Few people come by every day and drop almost 300 gold in your lap because you make a friend with no payment in return.
Farric said, “I don't know what to say, Ashar.”
Sarah said, “I'll help you carry it to your room.” He grabbed four bags, and Sarah grabbed three. They went to his room and dropped it off on his bed. Sarah went back to her room to get her baggage. She turned around and Farric had her in a lip lock, kissing the life out of her.
When she caught her breath, she said, “Wow, that's one hell of a kiss you have there, Farric. I'm glad I met you.” She smiled up at him.
Farric said seriously, “I overheard some people talking, Ashar. They are hunting down a green eyed dark haired fae woman for the High King, for some reason. Bounty hunters have been sent out all over the Underground. I want you to be careful. I don't know or care if it is you, he's after. You're my friend. Be safe.”
Sarah kissed him on the lips and told him, “I will, thank you, sweet Farric. Can I ask who the High King is related to?”
Farric said, shrugging his shoulders, “He's the father of the Goblin King.” Sarah smiled and nodded. He smiled at her fondly, pulling her cowl over her face.
She grabbed all her gear and Farric opened the door for her to go out of the inn to the stable and saddle Shadow. She sat down her bags, saddled Shadow and packed him up. Sarah fed him an apple cut up before leaving.
Sarah rode for a while to the town of Earrach (spring) and there were three fae men on horseback riding her way so that they passed on the road, going in opposite directions. She was getting nervous about it.
As the first fae man in all black leather went by and the second man's hand shot out fast as lightning pulled her cowl hood down and the third man grabbed Shadow's bridle. Shadow was not happy and was pulling away, but the third man had a good hold.
The second fae was in all brown leather and said all cocky, “Well, look here. We found the prize. The High King will pay us handsomely for her.”
The third fae said, “After we all get a taste of her first.”
The fae in black leather brought his horse around and was up against her other side. He said, "Yes, she is a pretty morsel.”
Sarah said, “I bet I got a better idea? I 'wish' all of you would turn into naked human females being sold to the centaurs.” The three screamed and disappeared.
Sarah dismounted and collected all their clothes and stuff off the horses and tied each horse behind the other and loaded some things on the horse behind her.
Sarah arrived in Earrach in the dark after sunset. She went straight to the blacksmith. The blacksmith was a human man about in his forties with long brown hair tied back in a ponytail. He was in a leather apron, white shirt, and brown leather pants.
He asked her, “Whatcha ya got there?” Sarah said she found these horses abandoned by her campsite, and nobody claimed them all night in the late morning.
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Labyrinth: A Darker Season
FanfictionSarah is taken violently by an angry Jareth. She escapes him and travels the Underground. The Labyrinth, Gaia, is her guardian if she needs help understanding the strange new world she has been thrown into and can never leave. Sexual Situations, Vio...