Jareth was displeased at being summoned to the fiefdom of a minor lord on the pretext of an irregularity in a trade negotiation. He’d brought a small entourage of fae advisers and a pair of his guardsmen, all of whom were wearing the Labyrinth’s glamour to appear as either goblins or terrifying voids. His retinue were the only witnesses to their king’s dangerously compounding ire as the meeting was delayed without explanation, but if the lord had counted on the delay to unsettle Jareth, he had greatly miscalculated.
Once Jareth's group were finally ushered into the presence of Lord Shey they were informed that the request was a ruse to cover the assassination of the Goblin Queen and that Jareth would now be betrothed to Lord Shey’s toddler daughter.
With his engagement plans announced the lord started to look a little less sure of himself when Jareth transformed into his goblin armour and materialised a crystal that expanded to show the failed assassination attempt. Jareth was beyond proud of Sarah’s shielding of both herself and the goblins, while still leaving her guards free to deal with the problem. It didn’t hurt that she wasn’t the cowering human the lord had expected but a righteously furious monarch whose life and subjects had been threatened.
Before Lord Shey could start screaming about the death of his son, his own wife had attacked him and was making a fair attempt at removing his opportunity for further heirs. Their young daughter was left to bawl loudly as her parents fought.
Jareth snapped his fingers to invoke the forewarned High Court representatives who apparated into the room to take Lord Shey into custody. He was quite happy to let them deal with figuring out just how deeply Lady Shey had been involved in the plot and whether she would be taking over her husband’s fiefdom or joining him in whatever punishment the Court imposed.
All Jareth wanted was to return to his Queen and his kingdom, but he was forced to wait as the wheels of justice slowly turned. Once Lord and Lady Shey had been processed, the High Court representatives followed Jareth home to retrieve the slightly disassembled assassin and took custody of all of the evidence provided. While Jareth was pleased that his crystal showing the assassination attempt would mean that Sarah wouldn’t need to be debriefed immediately, he and his entourage were thoroughly questioned to the point where he wasn’t the only one who was wondering if it would be politic to bog the lot of them and deal with the consequences later.
It was the early hours of the morning by the time the castle was finally free of bureaucracy. Jareth dismissed his team and looked around his throne room, surprised that with the many people trampling over the scene of crime, all that remained were the blood stains. He tossed a crystal to the floor, vanishing the mess in a shower of glitter and went in search of his wife.
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Jareth was displeased at being summoned to the fiefdom of a minor lord on the pretext of an irregularity in a trade negotiation. He’d brought a small entourage of fae advisers and a pair of his guardsmen, all of whom were wearing the Labyrinth’s glamour to appear as either goblins or terrifying voids. His retinue were the only witnesses to their king’s dangerously compounding ire as the meeting was delayed without explanation, but if the lord had counted on the delay to unsettle Jareth, he had greatly miscalculated.
Once Jareth's group were finally ushered into the presence of Lord Shey they were informed that the request was a ruse to cover the assassination of the Goblin Queen and that Jareth would now be betrothed to Lord Shey’s toddler daughter.
With his engagement plans announced the lord started to look a little less sure of himself when Jareth transformed into his goblin armour and materialised a crystal that expanded to show the failed assassination attempt. Jareth was beyond proud of Sarah’s shielding of both herself and the goblins, while still leaving her guards free to deal with the problem. It didn’t hurt that she wasn’t the cowering human the lord had expected but a righteously furious monarch whose life and subjects had been threatened.
Before Lord Shey could start screaming about the death of his son, his own wife had attacked him and was making a fair attempt at removing his opportunity for further heirs. Their young daughter was left to bawl loudly as her parents fought.
Jareth snapped his fingers to invoke the forewarned High Court representatives who apparated into the room to take Lord Shey into custody. He was quite happy to let them deal with figuring out just how deeply Lady Shey had been involved in the plot and whether she would be taking over her husband’s fiefdom or joining him in whatever punishment the Court imposed.
All Jareth wanted was to return to his Queen and his kingdom, but he was forced to wait as the wheels of justice slowly turned. Once Lord and Lady Shey had been processed, the High Court representatives followed Jareth home to retrieve the slightly disassembled assassin and took custody of all of the evidence provided. While Jareth was pleased that his crystal showing the assassination attempt would mean that Sarah wouldn’t need to be debriefed immediately, he and his entourage were thoroughly questioned to the point where he wasn’t the only one who was wondering if it would be politic to bog the lot of them and deal with the consequences later.
It was the early hours of the morning by the time the castle was finally free of bureaucracy. Jareth dismissed his team and looked around his throne room, surprised that with the many people trampling over the scene of crime, all that remained were the blood stains. He tossed a crystal to the floor, vanishing the mess in a shower of glitter and went in search of his wife.