Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

Sarah sat on the edge of the bed, watching the sun setting. It's last rays of light filling the room. Slowly the candles in the room began to light, giving the room and more romantic feel. She wanted out, but there didn't seem to be away out. Sarah almost began to cry, but she allowed her anger at him to grow. She glanced at her shoulder bad. It really only contained a few books and her blanket. That was all she had with her. None of it really could be used as a weapon.

Suddenly she heard a door open. Sarah stood up and quickly wiped her eyes. She heard the sound of boots on the floor and had a very good idea who was coming. Sarah stood up straight as Jareth entered.

"Listen to me, Sarah."

She only nodded.

"You do not have to remain in this suite, if you do leave you are to always have an escort."

"Fine."

He sighed, "Sarah, I am not heartless."

"Prove it."

Jareth only nodded. He turned to leave, but stopped before he left the doorway. "Your friends where here earlier. You may see them, but you are not allowed to leave the castle, and you must always have your escort."

"Fine."

"Also you are required to have dinner with me every evening after tonight. No matter what." Jareth walked out of the room.

Sarah sat back down on the bed. Where in the world did he get the right to tell her all that? She sighed. At least he had tried to be nice about it. Oh, he could have been worse and she knew it.

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Jareth lounged on his throne with his legs hanging over one arm, watching his drunken subjects getting more drunk. He had given Sarah what she thought was some freedom, but the only escort she would ever have was him. If she wished to leave those rooms at all, she would be with him.

Jareth began to swing one of his legs. He needed a reason for her to marry him. Oh, he had her in his kingdom now. He had thirteen days to make her marry him, but no reason why. Oh, he could threaten her friends, but that didn't seem like it would work. Slowly a plan began to form in his mind. A smirk slowly began to form on his face. He now had a plan and only twelve days in which to have it succeed.

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