Sarah had no idea where she was. When she reached out to the Labyrinth she felt a distance, so she assumed she was no longer in the Goblin Kingdom, but that’s where her guesswork ended ( Read more... )

After a day of wrangling minor bureaucrats, Sarah felt the tension melt away as the heat of water loosened her muscles. Jareth had missed dinner and only made his presence known when he slipped into the tub behind Sarah ( Read more... )

Sarah stretched her arms over her head until she heard a satisfying pop from her lower back. Bishop snorted in amusement as he poured her a glass of wine. “It has been a long day, my dear ( Read more... )

Sarah let the background discussion wash over her as she worked with Grae on a rundown of Rook’s attacker. Jareth and the Guardians were debating methods of personally addressing the error of the man’s ways and for all their profanity with each other, their obvious affection was evident as they tried to mask their concern for Rook’s injury while ( Read more... )

Rook was sprawled across Erich’s lap and, from the way he held her tight in his arms with his face buried in her neck, Sarah suspected she’d soon be in possession of a fine collection of finger shaped bruises and an impressive beard burn ( Read more... )

Sarah definitely preferred the informality of the Castle’s dining traditions over the ordeal of a formal dinner. The kitchen typically prepared several core dishes for each meal that catered for the majority of tastes, along with a selection of seasonal fruits, vegetables and freshly baked breads and pastries ( Read more... )

Sarah had quickly learned that if she didn’t order ahead of time she would end up standing at the counter in a puddle of her own drool as she struggled to make up her mind over what to purchase. It was not unlike the first time she wandered into a Turkish patisserie and discovered that baklava covered a far broader range of deliciousness than she ( Read more... )

Sarah entered the studio, grabbing her apron and donning it in a practised motion before she sat at the bench beside Bishop ( Read more... )

Sarah supposed that if she was Above the weather would be described as sultry, which felt like a distinct misnomer for the humidity that hung over the Labyrinth like a wet blanket. It was still comfortable inside the castle, but venturing out beyond its thick stone walls had left her wrung out and dripping in sweat. She just hoped that the ( Read more... )

Sarah had initially assumed her first gallery opening was going to be a chance to frock up and hang out with the other members of the Goblin Kingdom’s art collective as they people watched at a distance. It was definitely that and Cressida had been delightfully entertaining as she filled her in on the guests she recognised by name as well as those ( Read more... )