Jareth's POV
After hearing what Sarah's confessions, I just held her. Our dreamscape disappeared once we started to awaken.
I laid in my awful cot, reflecting on the night's heavy discussion.
My heart soared and broke, at the same time, hearing her words to me. I was happy she trusted me but I know I hurt her. I acknowledge that I don't deserve her help or her trust. I regret bringing her in to this because I know I am responsible for her loosing everything she had back in her world. From her relationship with her family to, now, her home and job. If she looses her life I swear to whoever can hear my inner thoughts, that I will end Nyth and burn everything he has. I will force him to watch, helplessly, as I alight his kingdom he built, with chaos. Then I will end his pathetic existence in my old favorite method. I will slowly bleed him out, while applying stinging ointment to his cuts.
My fangs popped out at the joy i had from my last though.
"Strange..." I mumble as my tongue fondled the four protruding canines. The reduced in size as my mind calmed itself, but retained their sharpness. "Interesting..."
My excitement forced my body off my sad excuse of a bed. In the reflection of the water, I could see my eyes glowing in their mismatched colors. The bright colors clashed with my purple and black blotches on my skin from the previous day's harm.
My thoughts of my lost healing gift plagued my mind as i examined the injuries that ruined my complexion. Suddenly and quickly, they faded in an uncanny manner.
"Very interesting...!" I exclaimed, though careful so as not to attract the guard outside my "room".
A knock on my door dragged my attention from my strange changes.
"Time for breakfast!" The escort guard sounds. His name was Xeral, or something. He was introduced to me when I was first taken to the dining hall. To be quite honest, I wasn't paying attention.
I approached the door wishing I had fresh clothes to change in to, and had an idea.
I closed my physical eyes and pictured one of the outfits Sarah purchased for me in her realm, with my mind's eye.
My skin tingled and the scent of the forest filled my senses. I reopened my eyes and found the black "skinny jeans" on my legs, a black belt on my hips, a white "v-neck tee" covering my torso, a knee-length leather jacket warming me, and black "combat boots" completing the outfit. I smiled mischievously at the door.
What a surprise these winter bastards are in for.
"I'm back."
A/N: A short but necessary chapter. I hope you enjoyed the sweet little treat!
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