Jareth and Oberon were both fuming. King Oberon was demanding answers as to why his son was attacked, which led to questions regarding Sarah's identity that Jareth refused to even acknowledge. Apparently the Seelie King saw this as the Goblin King having something to hide and he seemed hell bent on getting to the bottom of it.

The reality was that Jareth was proud, and felt in no way did he, a king, holding lands far more resourceful than the other courts combined, need to explain himself or his actions. How dare Oberon presume he deserved the right to know anything concerning his life public or private. At least that's what Sarah was picking up from the bond between them.

Upon closer inspection, it felt as though there were a golden thread stretching from her heart to his. It wasn't visible to the naked eye but she could feel it feeding her his emotions, could taste his errant thoughts along the vibrating cord. She could feel his presence on the edges of her mind like morning mist and every so often he would reach out like a ghost to connect, a gentle touch then gone. It was as if he was simply checking to be sure he still could.

To be perfectly honest it was just this side of terrifying. Sarah had always prided herself on the freedom in which she lived her life and had made sure to never take it for granted. Now her mind would never be her own again, for she had given up her mental freedom for a few kisses and a feather. No, that wasn't true. She had surrendered in the name of love, a crown and a possessive indulged king happened to come with it. She was getting much more than she had bargained for and wondered what else fate had in store for a mortal who had reached far beyond anyone's expectations.

While Oberon and Jareth huffed and puffed at each other, Sarah had stood up, bored by their circuitous argument and needing a distraction from her musings. Queen Titania's calm and quiet demeanor drew her turbulent mind and as she approached, the queen turned in her direction and gave her a small smile, inclining her head gracefully from the neck in greeting. Sarah returned the gesture, keeping her eyes locked with the otherworldly woman who was shining a soft alabaster light.

When Sarah parted her lips, the words 'howdy queen nice to meet ya' on the tip of her tongue, words she was sure would make the royal's skin crawl, Oberon got loud. Sarah and Titania, forgetting each other for the moment, turned together towards the sound of his raised voice, watching their respective husbands make a scene.

"If she is your queen, obviously you are married, but how can this be when I know nothing of it." He asked glowing brightly.

Jareth reached a lazy hand up and brushed imaginary lint from his shoulder. "Your complete lack of knowledge is your concern, and not something I care to be bothered with." He said flatly. There was an edge to his voice and a hint of warning towards the overly bold king.

"Bothered with?" He spluttered unbelievingly. "You are avoiding neatly the questions at hand Goblin King." He rubbed at his auburn colored beard thoughtfully. "What other choice have I but to come to the conclusion that she is indeed your wife, and you have therefore broken the peace treaty between the courts towards which you act as though you disdain."

Pinching the bridge of his nose and taking a deep breath, Jareth replied icily. "I have broken no treaty."

"Then how can she possibly be Queen of the Goblins?" He shot back flinging an arm in Sarah's direction. Sarah couldn't help but flinch at the aggressive gesture.

"Let us have the truth outright. Is she your wife or not?" Each word was punctuated as if speaking to a belligerent child.

Sarah could feel his anger rage across the thread between them, yet he remained outwardly poised, face impassive.

"What she is, or is not is no concern of yours." Jareth responded with deathly calm.

"It is if you are in violation!" He nearly shouted, emitting such bright light he was becoming hard to look at, features disappearing behind his shine.

At his blatant display of power Jareth scoffed, and crossing his arms over his chest, leaned casually back against the tree as if he hadn't a care in the world.

"So you say." Jareth muttered loud enough to be heard by all present.

Sarah sighed. They had been going in circles, neither getting through and neither backing down. Like children crying 'I know you are but what am I?' They were also drawing a huge crowd and she had a feeling that was what Oberon truly wanted. His son had been rather publicly humiliated after all, and she supposed that warranted a mutual response of some sort. She looked over to her current companion, still watching the kings duke it out and looking, well, bored herself truth be told.

"Nice plumage." Sarah remarked nonchalantly, eyeing the tiny red and green feathers surrounding the queen's collar from the corner of her eye; they fluttered beautifully, almost with what appeared a mind of their own. Queen Titania looked over and reached up her slim graceful fingers to skim along the tiny hummingbird feathers there. She smiled demurely, her eyes dropping to Sarah's waist length hair that was still gently floating.

"Same to you." She said bringing her eyes back to Sarah's face. Tipping her head to one side and turning to her more fully, she looked her over with unveiled curiosity. "Jareth?" She asked frankly.

It was Sarah's turn to reach a delicate finger up to stroke the soft owl feather woven into her own hair. As she did it, there was a resounding twang along that taught connection that stretched between Jareth and herself. In her peripheral, she saw him jerk as if she had just dipped her hand right down the back of his breeches. Sarah gave a soft surprised laugh at his reaction when he turned to stare at her accusingly and she covered her mouth to try and keep from laughing harder.

What an utterly strange thing this feather was turning out to be. She resolved to corner him at some point and finally get some concrete answers. Most likely getting information from him would like pulling teeth but she suddenly had a new list of ideas to make him talk.

Jareth turned to her more fully, slowly, giving her his full attention and holding her gaze intensely as he reached a deliberate hand up to his own feather, and flicked it unexpectedly. Sarah's eyes widened, her breath came out in a gasp and she jumped much like he had, hips jerking forward reflexively. The responding sensation was like a flick on a very concentrated part of her lower anatomy. She gave him a harsh look and in response he merely smiled roguishly.

He held her gaze for a moment longer, looking smug as she simply stared back at him in wide-eyed disbelief before returning his attention back to Oberon, whose attitude had just turned worse towards the inattentive Goblin King. Oh yes, answers were definitely in order. She contemplated the outcome of putting the feather in her mouth and biting it, and as she further contemplated the repercussions such an act would bring about, Jareth shot her a warning look. Stupid bond.

Crossing her arms and pouting, Sarah blew out a breath of air, now absolutely determined to try it out later and sent THAT through their damn link. Jareth didn't look at her again but covered his mouth surreptitiously with a gloved hand in what Sarah assumed was an attempt to hide his amusement. His skills in hiding his emotions were solid, and the thought that she had managed to get under his skin enough to cause him to falter made her smile widely. Unlike him, Sarah didn't bother to hide her enjoyment. A delicate ahem sounded to her left drawing her out of the moment, and she turned to find Titania looking at her with blatant joyful intrigue.

"How do you do?" Titania asked kindly, smiling widely herself. That smile was infectious and without meaning to Sarah found herself grinning back.

"Very Well." Sarah replied with only a second of hesitation, openly sizing up the Seelie monarch. There was something different about Queen Titania. A soothing yet mischievous aura surrounding her countenance that she hadn't noticed before. Feeling as though she was meeting a kindred spirit, Sarah liked her immediately. A sense of familiarity washed over her and she couldn't quite put her finger on it exactly. The strong impression that she should somehow know this wraithlike woman was beating at her brain and leaving her pleasantly baffled.

"Sarah." The new Goblin Queen stated at long last, putting her hand out and deciding to forego the plan to stir up political drama. For the time being anyhow. As she had been for the entirety of the night thus far, Sarah was curious.

Her intuition was rarely off and she had learned long ago to trust her instincts for better or worse. Currently it was screaming at her that she could trust the ethereal queen before her, and although she begrudgingly had to admit her instincts had left her high and dry when it came to Jareth, she was confident in her present assessment.

The Seelie Queen looked at Sarah's hand rather oddly for a moment before placing her own hand out primly next to it. "Titania." She said in a sweet, if slightly confused voice.

Sarah laughed lightly, supposing she should have guessed a fairy queen wouldn't know about the human tradition of shaking hands or if she did wouldn't submit to the practice. So instead of forcing the custom, Sarah took up her hand, shrugged in an exaggerated manner, and bringing it to her lips placed a gentle kiss to her knuckles.

Titania was caught off guard and laughed, surprised and amused by the action. "I've always wondered what the Goblin Queen would be like. I admit you caught my eye from the moment you danced with my son and when you claimed to be Jareth's wife I simply couldn't resist a closer look." She looked at Sarah as though she approved and didn't seem offended over the earlier incident involving said son. "I thought I raised him better." She finished with an odd twinkle in her eye. For some reason the statement made Sarah happy.

A flash caught her eye and bringing a hand up to her brow to shield herself from the glare, Sarah looked at Oberon from the corner of her vision. His face, what she could make out of it, was flushed and his light began to pulse gently. She heard Titania sigh beside her.

"Personally, I can't help but wonder where this will lead." Sarah gestured towards the kings, noticing Jareth's posture was aggravated, his speech again becoming clipped, his irritation now obvious.

"They will go to war most likely." The queen sighed softly, also looking at Jareth. "What a shame."

"Oh?" She asked with nothing but polite interest in her voice. Inwardly she was cringing at her own naïve nature when it came to fae politics, not to mention the slight unwanted jealousy that look was dredging up. Her soft tone and look of longing had Sarah's mind off and running with far-fetched scenarios and she wondered what lay beneath that look.

"We live long lives, exceedingly long lives, and war brings excitement, change. Someone is always at war over something or another." Titania sounded a bit distracted and spoke in a strange offhanded manner, as if discussing nothing more interesting than the size of the room. Sarah tilted her head, the queen looked absent, dazed even.

"The Unseelie have been chomping at the bit lately, they should be exceedingly grateful for this turn of events." She was running her fingers inattentively through the feathers at her neck while she talked, her stare blank.

"Why are you telling me this?" Sarah wondered aloud, not able to help herself from asking.

The Seelie Queen suddenly stood straighter, going rigid as if coming back to her senses. She looked at Sarah with wide eyes, seeming surprised, as if she hadn't realized she was speaking at all but out her mouth it had come and there it lay. Then the queen relaxed marginally, looking more on guard and staring at Sarah intently with calculating, intelligent blue eyes. Running nimble fingers down her torso, she smoothed the fabric of her immaculate dress and pulled a metaphorical mask over her strikingly beautiful features.

"War bores me." She said at long last, recovering smoothly, all smiles once again. "I'm more interested in matters of the heart as it so happens." She gave Sarah a mysterious look she didn't understand and felt that jealously came back full force to whop her over the head. "I love a good romance."

"Seems like there would be a fair bit of excitement to be had equally in both love and war." Sarah replied with caution.

"True words indeed." Came Jareth's smooth voice behind her, and he placed a hand on her shoulder, making her jump. She looked back to find him smirking just behind her. The look on his face clearly announced that he could sense her jealousy and was basking in it, enjoying her discomfort immensely, the smug bastard. His eyes never strayed from Sarah's face, completely ignoring the tall waifish queen beside her, and she smiled at his unspoken reassurance.

"Come, let us take our leave." He said placing her hand in the crook of his arm.

The Queen apparently did not take kindly to being ignored and as Jareth moved to take a step, she countered, coming to stand directly in their path.

"Congratulations seem in order Jareth." She said sweetly, smiling gently. "You two seem well matched."

When Jareth finally looked to Queen Titania there was palpable tension between the two. Sarah curiously and clumsily poked at his mind but could feel nothing from him other than a general sense of wariness. His jaw was clenched tightly and he looked down on Titania with haughtiness. She did not break eye contact under that fierce glower but continued to stare him down, head held just as high. After a long moment, Jareth deflated and looked at her tenderly before inclining his head in acknowledgement. Her features relaxed significantly in response and she mimicked the gesture.

"A pity we can't all be so fortunate." The statement its self could have been taken any number of ways, but he said it with a softness Sarah had never seen from him. It left her baffled and burning with curiosity, not to mention it served to stir her green-eyed monster back to life, and something deep within her snarled "mine!" Sarah didn't know it but her eyes flashed gold for a moment, hair whipping in an unfelt wind. As if in response to that burning jealousy, Jareth squeezed her hand in caution. Sarah came back to herself and brought a hand to her mouth, taken aback by her own fierce reaction. Before Titania could respond, Jareth turned away without another word, sweeping Sarah along with him.

Somewhere around their third step, the air shifted and Sarah found herself somewhere else entirely. There was no blur of motion or fading away, no sense of movement or vertigo; they were simply one place, then the other. She blinked and found herself on top of a hill, packed dirt cool underfoot. Before her stood the Labyrinth in all its glory, washed out in tones of black and white from the bright moon overhead. The castle sat motionless in the distance, light shining dimly from various windows. It was breathtaking and her heart ached at the memory the scenery served to stir within her. Automatically she looked to her left, to the twisted glittering tree that stood stoutly against the strong wind, but there was no ominous clock to count her hours this time. The thought that there never would be again hit her with a heavy dose of reality.

Sarah took a deep breath, fully soaking in the landscape, and truly appreciating her surroundings. The labyrinth was humming with life and she could feel something shifting in the back of her mind, mirroring the movements of stonewalls before her that changed without so much as a whisper. A strong wind encompassed her, lifting her hair around like a small tornado and a strong sense of welcome resounded deep within her. She felt connected to the labyrinth in a way she never even knew could exist between a person and the earth. She wondered if this was what it meant to be fairy and whether it was meant for her or if she was simply feeling Jareth's own connection to his kingdom through their link.

The tattoo on her wrist flared to life in answer, a reminder of who she now was, that she belonged to this place forever and in return it belonged to her. The thought was a difficult one to process in its terrible enormity. Goosebumps rose on her arms and her throat became tight with emotion. She continued to stare, dumbstruck and battling the disbelief, fear and exhilaratingly euphoric feelings fighting for dominance within her.

Jareth, who had been content to sit back and let her simply absorb this new twist must have felt her starting to spiral out of control because he came to stand before her and took her hands in his. Lifting them to his lips individually, he first kissed the back of one hand before moving to the other, turning her hand palm up and placing a gentle kiss over the tattoo on her wrist.

Sarah's heart fumbled at his affection and she turned serious eyes to him, a hundred questions racing through her mind that she didn't get the chance to ask as his teeth caught at her finger, tongue stroking over her skin. His mouth was hot, sensual, and her breath hitched at the mixture of tenderness and hunger in his eyes. Jareth growled at her, lowered his head to hers slowly, fastening his mouth to hers and she ached for him, all those questions ceasing to be important.

Heat leapt into her stomach at the feeling of his warm lips moving against hers. His hands gripped her round the waist tightly and she reached up to tangle her fingers in his hair, filling her hands with it, reveling in her ability to smooth her fingers through the silky strands of his wild mane. Without breaking the kiss, he bent slightly, moving a hand behind her knees to scoop her up into his arms. Surprised by the action, she squeaked and held onto him tightly as reality altered again.

Unexpectedly she found herself before two elaborately carved wooden doors set into the wall of the stone corridor they now occupied. They were easily twice her height, depicting goblins frolicking and all other manner of strange creatures, most she had seen and a few she didn't recognize. Looking over Jareth's shoulder she saw a spiral staircase curving down to disappear in the darkness below. She wondered vaguely if perhaps they were in one of the towers.

Then the doors opened, swinging inward with a quiet sigh and excitement surged through her and leapt into her throat at the idea of what was bound to happen beyond those doors. Sarah's heart pounded, blood roaring in her ears as every emotion they were both feeling swirled together in a violent storm of need. The Goblin King gathered his queen more securely in his arms and carried her across the threshold.

"Welcome home precious." He said grinning down at her like the devil himself.

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A/N

First and foremost... Whoop whoop, wedding night on the horizon! *Smiles evilly rubbing her hands together. I have already written half of the next chapter and have been enjoying myself waaaaaaayyy too much for my own good. This chapter was a little shorter than usual because I wanted to save the all the juiciness. muwahaha, I'm evil aren't I ?

Secondly, I apologize that it has been a month since I updated when I just said I would try and update every Friday. Graduate classes are taking up much more of my time than I had anticipated. Seeing as I have already written half of chapter six, I should most definitely have it out within two weeks. I promise!

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