Jareth sat on his Throne, his legs casually dangling over one side, a crystal dancing across is fingertips. The room was abuzz with chatter and laughter; the Goblins were being more unruly than usual. It was Jareth’s punishment of Sarah’s three friends that had caused the Goblins boisterous behaviour. They were never happier than when somebody else was being punished.
Jareth chuckled darkly as an image of the threesome flicked in the crystal. They were trying hard to block out the screams and shrieks of the nightmares that swooped around them. He continued to watch as Hoggle picked up a dead branch and tied swiping at the dark wraiths that were swarming around only for his makeshift weapon to go uselessly through it.
He tossed the crystal orb high into the high air with another chuckle and turned to watch the Goblins, who had quickly turned his Throne room into a war zone. Usually Jareth would have been annoyed at the outrageous mess his subj