Well, the story is not getting that many hits...:(

However I am pleased with the reviewers. I am going to respond to you...I've just been on the busy side of reality lately and things aren't going so well. My father is FINALLY out of the hospital...if only for a short time and my family needs me here. He was diagnosed as terminal today, and I am updating now b/c this chapter now means of moral values to me...that father/daughter moment.

sighs I hope you guys will forgive me for the sad moment! And I hope this pleases my readers! The next chapter will be up HOPEFULLY during the week, but at latest...next weekend (depending if something doesn't happen).

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Labyrinth 3

Amaranth

Chapter 4: In This Brief Flight of Time We Reach

Jareth let a single tear fall from his eye as he reached out and held Silai’s hand.

“It feels,” he began extremely slowly. “It feels as if I had forced our immortal gift on her when she was unprepared. That I never gave her a choice at all.”

“No,” Silai immediately stated, squeezing his hand. “No Father. You did not force her into anything. Ari gave her magic to save her life. Changing into a fae was the only way for her body to accept our magic and you had nothing to do with that.”

“But she is rejecting the magic within her,” Jareth growled. “We nearly lost Toby because of this desire of mortality.”

“What?” Silai questioned, her face suddenly going serious.

Sarah smiled as she stared into the mirror, rubbing her fairly large stomach; laughing as the baby kicked at her hand as it passed over this certain area.

“I bet you want to come out, don’t you?” she asked childishly to her stomach as she patted it and sighed contently. “You are going to be the most handsome or beautiful fae in all the Kingdoms. Just like your sisters.” Her face suddenly fell as she thought of Ari.

“What’s wrong love?” Jareth asked as he appeared and felt her sad presence.

“Just thinking,” she simply replied as she moved over to the chair near the fireplace and sat down.

“Thinking?” Jareth repeated in a monotone-Goblin King-like voice that made Sarah shiver. “Thinking of what, exactly?”

Sarah sighed heavily. “Jareth,” she began, “is there any way for me to turn mortal again?”

“What?” he nearly exclaimed. “Sarah-“

“I was born a being with dreams, Jareth,” Sarah snapped at him. “Can I not wish for some mortality, if I am going to live forever?” She suddenly cried out as a pain shot through her stomach. It faded away Jareth placed his hand upon the unborn child, rubbing his hand around in circles.

He sighed. “You have to be calm Sarah,” Jareth said slowly to her, kissing the top of her head. “Our child is a product of magic, love. He needs to stay here, surrounded by magic so that the both of you will be alright.”

“But I’m fae now Jareth,” Sarah remarked with a raised eyebrow.

“A newly turned fae,” Jareth rephrased. “You have great potential Sarah, to be powerful and our new child will be even greater. However, even though you are not human anymore, you still hold some risks to the both of you during the pregnancy.” He stopped rubbing her stomach, had her stand and sit back down on his lap. “Your magic is unstable and could harm the child. A fae has the choice to accept their magic or the magic will leave and you shall turn mortal again.”

“I will?” Sarah asked in excitement, but her smile dropped at Jareth’s sad face.

“Please Sarah,” he nearly begged. “For one, if you lost your magic, then you would lose our son.” He pulled her closer to his chest. “And…I don’t like the idea of losing you one day. Why do you wish to leave me?”

Sarah sighed, leaned in and kissed him deeply. Slowly pulling back, she cupped his face in her hands. “I don’t ever want to leave you, nor you me,” Sarah stated firmly. “And I will be careful until after Toby is born.”

“Toby?” Jareth glared.

“If you name the child Toby, I won’t mention this whole mortality thing until after he is born,” Sarah replied with a smirk that she learned from her husband. She chuckled. “Jareth, I’m being generous.”

Jareth smiled. “Generous? What have you done that’s generous?” He questioned with a raised eyebrow.

“Everything!” She exclaimed, claiming his lips in a quick kiss. “Everything that you have wanted I have done. You asked me to be your wife, I accepted. You love me and I do you. I have turned into a fae. I have given you a beautiful girl and I have given up my life for you.” She leaned forward a bit more. “I am tired of living up to your expectations but, isn’t that generous?”

“Far beyond it,” Jareth growled in hunger, as he claimed her lips in a passionate kiss.

End Flashback

“Soon after he was born, I saw that Sarah started to change,” Jareth continued. “I could tell that she was wishing her magic away, but, I couldn’t accept it.”

“Father,” Silai whispered in awe.

“She means the world to me, Silai,” Jareth stated. “When I found out that your sister refused a King, I grew angry. I did blame Sarah for that and it was not right.”

“How dare you put such ridiculous thoughts in her head?” Jareth demanded as he stormed towards Sarah as she clutched her crying infant in her arms. “You are the one who told her of this Queen Elizabeth…a human queen who ended up with no heir to her own kingdom!”

“It’s a part of her history Jareth!” Sarah screamed as she handed Toby over to one of their trusted nurses. “All human children are taught their heritage and Queen Elizabeth was one of the strongest rulers to ever conquer England!” She placed her hands on her hips. “Ari has a right as High Queen to oppose having a King whether either of us like it or not! Do you think I like this? I want our daughter to meet her true love and have a bunch of kids! I want our children to live in peace and not to have had to sacrifice 1300 years as bricks!”

“That was a great honor Sarah!” Jareth yelled back. “I would have been the heir if it wasn’t for you!”

“Oh, are you blaming me AGAIN?” she screeched. “WHEN WILL IT END GOBLIN KING? Who is your basis for comparison?” Sarah turned and immediately marched off in the direction of the nurse.

Jareth groaned, grabbing a nearby vase and throwing it against the wall, smashing it.

End Flashback

“You do keep blaming her father,” Silai stated as she listened intently. “She’s trying to deal with her new powers and you’re standing there, screaming in her face about how she is ruining everything when she never even caused it!”

Jareth nodded in agreement, leaning forward and placing his face into his hands again.

“I know,” he replied. “My…father was not the…kindest of men, Silai. I seem to find myself more like him every day.”

“I know about my own grandfather, father,” Silai said gently. “And I know that King Amirin abused his wife to the point where he forced her into an early labor, causing her to lose her own life as well as your sister’s.” Jareth looked at her in shock. Silai smiled in return. “I did have a history lesson too father, like Ari, of our heritage. And unfortunately, Mom liked to spread too many details to her children behind your back at times when you made her extremely angry.”

“Oh,” Jareth growled. Silai winced.

“Which is why I was very upset when she came to see me earlier,” Silai stated in barely a whisper.

“What?” Jareth exclaimed.

“With good reason,” Silai immediately protested. “She told me about this dream, father, and I have to say that it sent shivers down my spine.”

Jareth’s fury calmed down in the blink of an eye. “Dream?” Jareth repeated, nearly shivering himself. Shardae was an evil witch but when it came to dreams, she was a fortune teller in which predictions were always on the money.

Silai nodded her head. “She said she saw the Underground shake,” She began. “Then the ground started to turn black. She was calling out for help but all around her were humans. They weren’t after her, just looking at her strangely. When she paid closer attention, she saw that they were us!

"The fae had turned to humans and we were dying… but she could not feel any pain.” She quivered. “When she walked through the crowd, she suddenly noticed that everyone’s gazes soon turned to a figure on top of a hill. On the hill, there was a black angel and a white angel.

"She continued to tell me how she watched the angels fight each other with their power. It was over the minute the black angel stabbed its hand through the white angel’s chest, ripping out its heart.” She looked to her father with horror.

“She said that the white angel was Ari.” She then swallowed hard. “And though she couldn’t see the black angel’s face, all she could see was dark black wings…and long flowing black hair with green eyes.”

Jareth gasped, standing up. “Sarah!”