She watches her husband intently as he goes about his night-time ritual. She is unaware he knows she is watching him until he speaks softly, "You know, Sarah, I've told you you can ask me anything." She is startled at first, but he turns to her with a sparkle in his beautiful, blue and brown eyes.
The way he gazes at her relaxes Sarah, draining away the last remains of tenseness from a long day dealing with various court rituals as well as her doubts of asking him. This is the first day in which she has seen all of her husband's -- of their -- subjects, as well as representatives from all the surrounding kingdoms. Of them all, however, she had not seen another single being who resembled her husband, who, she has to admit, did look more like a human than any of the other beings. He comes closest to one of the Elves, but his ears are not pointed enough and his regal back bears no wings.
He looks, for all the world, like a human. The most beautiful, practically ethereal human but a human nonetheless. Yet he is the King of the Goblins. Throughout their night, she had recalled some of her concerns about him during her first journey through the Labyrinth. Is what she sees some sort of mirage, or does he turn into a giant Goblin at another time? She knows love is supposed to be blind, but she can not imagine the gorgeous man before her becoming twisted with the features of one of his countless Goblins.
"I -- I was just wondering -- " Her eyelashes bat in her nervousness.
"Yes?" he asks patiently, standing before her. Her King's smile grows with the longer she hesitates until at last he speaks for her, "You are wondering if I might turn into a Goblin with the next phase of the moon?"
She blushes. "Something like that," she murmurs, her eyes dropping from his.
"No." His smile fades, but not for the reason she thinks. "Sarah... Beloved... Not all little boys who are wished away to the Labyrinth are as lucky as your brother. I could not understand your determination to save him at your own loss because I never had that." He shakes his head once, twice. She's looking back up at him now and sees the emotions storming in his beautiful eyes. "Very few women, especially human women, have a heart like yours," he concludes at length. "Your heart is one of the many reasons I know your love blesses me."
He starts to turn away, but she's on her feet in an instant. She cups his face in her hands, holding him still before her. How anyone could ever throw away such a majestic man, she will never understand. Just as she will never understand how many mothers and big sisters throw away little boys. "I am the one blessed, my King, my husband." She witnesses his tears but speaks not of them, kissing him instead.
King and Queen's Blessing
She watches her husband intently as he goes about his night-time ritual. She is unaware he knows she is watching him until he speaks softly, "You know, Sarah, I've told you you can ask me anything." She is startled at first, but he turns to her with a sparkle in his beautiful, blue and brown eyes.
The way he gazes at her relaxes Sarah, draining away the last remains of tenseness from a long day dealing with various court rituals as well as her doubts of asking him. This is the first day in which she has seen all of her husband's -- of their -- subjects, as well as representatives from all the surrounding kingdoms. Of them all, however, she had not seen another single being who resembled her husband, who, she has to admit, did look more like a human than any of the other beings. He comes closest to one of the Elves, but his ears are not pointed enough and his regal back bears no wings.
He looks, for all the world, like a human. The most beautiful, practically ethereal human but a human nonetheless. Yet he is the King of the Goblins. Throughout their night, she had recalled some of her concerns about him during her first journey through the Labyrinth. Is what she sees some sort of mirage, or does he turn into a giant Goblin at another time? She knows love is supposed to be blind, but she can not imagine the gorgeous man before her becoming twisted with the features of one of his countless Goblins.
"I -- I was just wondering -- " Her eyelashes bat in her nervousness.
"Yes?" he asks patiently, standing before her. Her King's smile grows with the longer she hesitates until at last he speaks for her, "You are wondering if I might turn into a Goblin with the next phase of the moon?"
She blushes. "Something like that," she murmurs, her eyes dropping from his.
"No." His smile fades, but not for the reason she thinks. "Sarah... Beloved... Not all little boys who are wished away to the Labyrinth are as lucky as your brother. I could not understand your determination to save him at your own loss because I never had that." He shakes his head once, twice. She's looking back up at him now and sees the emotions storming in his beautiful eyes. "Very few women, especially human women, have a heart like yours," he concludes at length. "Your heart is one of the many reasons I know your love blesses me."
He starts to turn away, but she's on her feet in an instant. She cups his face in her hands, holding him still before her. How anyone could ever throw away such a majestic man, she will never understand. Just as she will never understand how many mothers and big sisters throw away little boys. "I am the one blessed, my King, my husband." She witnesses his tears but speaks not of them, kissing him instead.
The End