Wanted: One Once and Future King

[vicioussweetie]

Spring's unseasonable heat felt oppressive to Ali, hinting at no good thing. The heat clung to her; draped itself over her shoulders and weighed her down. It was making people irritable, impatient, and quick to act. There would be a long summer, Ali knew; a long hot summer in which to wage a longer war

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[labyrinthking]

Jareth may be found in his throne room, brooding in what he would surely insist is a most pensive manner. He glances up at Ali's arrival, his face breaking into a smile.

To be fair, like all his smiles, it's subtly sly.

[vicioussweetie]

The smile, when returned, is far more open and honest. So is the hug he's given when Ali's curled up in his lap. Then, keeping one arm draped loosely around him, Ali rests her head on his chest and her free hand over the silk-wrapped parcel in her lap. "Hello my love. I hope you're not busy?"

[labyrinthking]

He glances around the throne room, empty save for themselves and a dozing chicken. "I think I can find the time for you, my dear."

[vicioussweetie]

That earns him another smile, and a few fingertips stroking his cheek. "How very generous of you. I hope you shall remain in such good humor, for I have a favor to ask."