Once upon a cursed king

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I don't own labyrinth or its characters, if anyone would like to give them to me It would be greatly appreciated.

A/N just so you know bold signals that it is a dream. Enjoy!

Sarah lay tossing and turning trapped in a dream that is slowly turning to nightmare. Dancing in the arms of her beloved King once again in an enchanted crystal ballroom surrounded by masked courtiers, he sang softly to her a song she had not yet heard.

If you fall I'll catch,

If you love i'll love.

And so it goes my dear,

Don't be scared you'll be safe

This I swear,

If you'll only love me back.

Burying her head into his shoulder as tears streamed down her face, she tried to keep the sobs to herself but could feel her shoulders shaking with the effort.

"What is it Sarah love?" Jareth moved his arm from her waist, tucking his fingers under her chin he forces her to look at him, gently wiping a tear with the back of his gloved hand.

"None of this is real it is but the most wonderful dream, for no matter how hard I try I am no closer to finding your realm than I was several years ago." Pulling herself away from the comfort of Jareth's arms, she wiped the rest of the tears from her face

"Come here love, dance with your King, allow me to take away your pain." He grasps her arm pulling her towards him again. Sarah knew it was an illusion, knew the only way to escape was to use her those words that tormented her in both the waking world and her dreams. Looking away from the image of her true love she gathered all her courage to her.

"You are an illusion, You hold no power over me." She closed her eyes waiting for the sensation of falling that usually came after reciting those cursed words. Minutes went by and she could still hear the sound of the music softly playing, could feel the brush of silk as the courtiers danced past her. Upon opening her eyes Sarah saw a flash of silver blonde hair and the familiar blue garment. She rushed through the crowd to find him unsure of what was happening, she should have woken up by now. Sarah allowed herself a small spark of hope that she had finally found the true Goblin King.

Sarah looked everywhere trying to find what she thought was the Goblin King, she looked away quickly from the depraved acts of the courtiers. There she finally got her first true look at the person she had hoped was her Goblin King but alas instead of the lean yet muscular form of Jareth stood a woman. The woman was the epitome of ethereal beauty she stood tall with silver blonde hair unlike the Goblin Kings it was perfectly styled to fall straight down her back. She wore the same mask that Jareth did though it was fastened to her face. The deep blue glittering gown showed a slim yet curved figure with billowing sleeves that gracefully fell down the womans arms. It's daring neckline showed alot more cleavage than Sarah wanted to see.

"Well if it isn't you. The so called "Champion" of the labyrinth, little Sarah." The unknown woman spoke with a beautifully musical voice that was entirely ruined by the snide remarks spoke maliciously.

"Who are you? How do you know who I am?" Sarah moved back a few steps, confused as to why this mysterious woman should hold such malice towards her.