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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 10
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 10 *Chapter 10 - All your purposes are gone, Nothing's right and nothing's wrong After settling down for bed, she read for a bit. Then even though she wasn't feeling sleepy, she tried to lay down and drift off. After her covers were a tangle, she got up agitatedly and almost went through the connecting door to Jareth's room. But she didn't want to disturb him, whether he was sleeping or doing other things. She paced back in her room, hoping to wear herself out. Then when that didn't work, she donned slippers and paced up and down the long hall of the wing her room was in. She wandered away from the hall, promising herself she would keep the wing in site. Everything was dim, ethereal light glowing from nowhere and yet everywhere. She got lost in everything around her. All the paintings, decorations, colors,<b> furniture </font></b>artfully scattered, that she didn't notice she was far away from her wing. She shivered as she realized she didn't have much on to keep her warm in the drafty passages. She tried to retrace her steps, but she felt she was getting even more hopelessly lost, like in the Escher room. She managed to come upon a hallway much like hers and found a door that there was a glow of light flickering under. She wasn't sure who else lived in this castle besides the goblins, but she was now feeling drained and couldn't keep wandering around all night. She lightly tapped on the door and waited. There was a shift of shadows underneath it and then it cracked open. Cerin stood there in a green embroidered robe, his feet bare. "Sarah, what are you doing here?" he looked surprised. She squinted against the brighter light, "Hey Cerin, sorry to bother you. I couldn't sleep and ended up wandering away from my room. Now I'm lost." She gave an embarrassed smile. "Jareth hasn't given me a tour of the castle yet, so I'm not sure where I am." He slid the door shut behind him as he stepped into the hall. He linked his arm through hers. "Come," he smiled,"I shall show you back. I assume you are staying in the King's wing?" "Eh..yeah. Not my idea," she could feel her cheeks growing warm at what he must think. "I'm not surprised," he replied with a chuckle as he guided her out of his wing,"my brother is possessive. He would want you where he can control every situation." Her eyes snapped to his face in surprise,"Despite what he may think, I am not anyone's. I am my own. He will find it very difficult to control me." One side of his mouth quirked,"Ah yes, I can see he has his hands full. But I am glad that you will not allow him to walk all over you, as you humans say. That way has no self respect for one's self." She nodded and stared ahead for a few steps the glanced up at him. " I'm not quite sure why I even allowed him to bring me here. I mean I was very frustrated at the time and wanted an escape, but I don't exactly have warm, fuzzy feelings about him when we last met." He laughed outright at her confession. "That does not surprise me. I have heard the stories of your visit. My brother moped for quite some time after that. You will find, he is full of surprises. Not just the nasty ones." His eyes flicked to her before turning back to concentrating on navigating them through the Labyrinth-like halls. "As for you calling for him, things do tend to happen for a reason. You shall just have to see where this plays out. He may be who you were meant to find or perhaps there is more for you this time." He said the last quietly. "Ah and here we are," when she looked up she saw they had made it back to her door,"Delivered safely my lady." "Thank you, Cerin. I very literally would've been lost without you," she grinned, not showing how his prediction had affected her. He gave a half bow with a cheeky grin that almost matched his brother's and headed back down the hall, disappearing out of sight. She thought she would be up pondering their conversation, but suddenly gave a wide yawn. She crawled into bed and was instantly asleep. ----- Dot was already bustling in the room the next morning when Sarah opened her eyes. She ate a leisurely breakfast and just to thumb her nose at Jareth and the castle, wore a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with a singer she liked to listen to. A knock sounded at the hallway door, making her frown. Jareth would enter through the connecting door. Dot pulled it open to find Cerin standing there. "Don't look so disappointed," he teased. "My brother has requested I give you the tour of the castle as he has become detained with matters of the Kingdom. He doesn't wish you to stay confined to your room or get lost should you decide to get antsy cooped up." "Does he know about last night?" he knew her well it seemed, she thought, as she walked towards him. "No, I had an inkling you might like to keep that our secret," he raised an eyebrow. "Your inkling was very correct," she took the arm he offered, then they made their way out of her wing. As Cerin showed her around, especially traversing back and forth between her wing, the dining hall, throne room, and a few other rooms he felt she should know well, then a tour of the rest of the castle; she found he was quite the conversationalist and while her first impression was that he was closed off, that was untrue. He was expressive, ready to make her laugh, but he still held an air of mystery. Didn't hurt he was easy on the eyes. His dark looks contrasted to Jareth's angelic look. But where Jareth was more the dark type, Cerin was open for the most part. "Oh dear, I am afraid we have missed lunch completely and it is closer to dinner than not," he said suddenly, as they were viewing the portrait gallery. "He will expect us for dinner. Let's see if you can lead us back," he challenged. Sarah hadn't realized she was hungry until then, but her stomach reminded her it had been a long time since breakfast. By now she was confident in her way. He had had them walk this way throughout the day. When they made it to the opening of her hall, she gave him a mock curtsy. He lightly applauded,"Very good. I see I will be of no more use to you." He gave one of his ready teasing grins and turned to leave. She caught his arm, then quickly dropped it, as she wasn't sure of the protocol how the Fae take such actions. "Eh sorry, but I just..well, I know you probably have your normal day routines. But if you ever have time, it would be nice to see you beyond dinner. I doubt Jareth will be able to give me companionship too often." He gave a bow,"It would be my pleasure. Just knock on my door whenever you are in need. See you at dinner." ----- For dinner that night, Sarah changed into a black flowered skirt and black top with music notes on it. She felt empowered to not need anyone's help to get to the dining room. Such a small thing that people took for granted, but it made her feel like she had some freedom. Though Jareth had never implied she wasn't free, she knew her wish came with conditions. She just hoped he didn't turn her into a goblin, she frowned. That was doubtful, but you never know with the Goblin King. She found she was the first to arrive. She browsed the paintings on the walls, slowly walking around the massive room. An arm linked itself through hers, she looked up to find Cerin at the end of it. "Hey Cerin," she smiled up at him. "All by your lonesome, hmm?" He returned the smile as they continued the walk around the room. "Though I see you managed to not only make it here, but before my brother or I. Impressive." She squeezed his arm slightly,"Ha ha. I am more than just a simpering woman, like what you and your brother most likely are used to dealing with." Before he could reply, a voice said in an amused tone behind her,"I don't think that has ever been in question Sweetling." When she half turned, with her arm still entwined with Cerin's, she found Jareth with a slight frown on his face that belied his light tone. His eyes flickered to their linked arms and back to her face. If she hadn't been watching, she would've missed it. He couldn't possibly be jealous? The king who could probably have anyone, nah. She grinned as Cerin lightly tugged on her arm and started escorting her to her chair. "I would seriously call into doubt your intelligence, Your Majesty, if you questioned that," she retorted as she slid into her chair, him doing the same. He lips quirked,"So, Precious, I surmise the answer to my question I was going to ask, is you have been busy today, learning the castle with my brother." "You surmise correct. Cerin was extremely helpful," she smiled at the Fae in question. "How wonderful. Though I do hope you will not take this to mean to roam the Labyrinth. In the castle you are safe, but there are dangers outside." She raised an eyebrow,"And haven't I shown I am quite capable of facing your said dangers?" She took a bite of her food. "I was watching you the whole time, Love. But I unfortunately can't do that, how do you humans say it? 24/7. Please promise me you will only venture there if you have Cerin or I to accompany you." He saw the obstinate look on her face. " I promise you, this is nothing to do with controlling you or restricting your freedom. I do not wish you see harm come to you." She took a breath before spitting out a retort. But she had to concede he was right. "All right, I promise." He looked surprised for a brief second that she had given in so quickly. "Underestimating me again, Goblin King, eh?" she teased. He laughed in the sexy way only he had,"It seems so. Now tell me, did you both enjoy your day?" The dinner settled into amicable conversation. Her recounting the day and Cerin interjecting here and there. ----- Copyright 2017 *Lyric is from "Life of my Own" - 3 Doors Down I sent an Angel to watch over you last night, it returned in a hurry. I asked why, it said "Angels can't watch porn." Thanks for fucking traumatizing my fucking Angel! Don't bother trying to figure me out. Not even the little voices in my head understand me. It's pointless! |
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