Jareth had been spying on her, as was his wont, when the machine captured her. He was alarmed, of course, vexed as ever by those who imperiled and assaulted her. But as ever, he could do no more than fume in impotent temper as he watched the device drag her into that iron coffin.
Iron. The moment for which he had promised, and for which he was promised, might be fast upon him. With a yell he summoned his stewards, bidding his army make ready. "Call out the cavalry! Fetch the golem of the gate! I want every able goblin ready at a moment's notice--now, MOVE
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A storm, in and of itself, is unlikely to frighten the likes of those who have imprisoned Ali. Even so ill an omen fails to properly register in those who are accustomed to being the ill omens. But there is one reason the storm tears the attention of her Balor captors away from Ali: they have to shut the windows. So many of their "lovely toys" would be ruined by the rain, otherwise. And with Ali a quivering wreck, they don't bother to restrain her much--a few iron chains around her wrists keep her out-of-the-way in a dark corner of the room. Her jailers are in no rush, now that they have one of their most fearsome foes at what passes for their mercy.
A white owl flits and flaps outside the windows, as though seeking entry, even as little slithers and scrapes begin to grow audible in the chamber's many shadows. Three heavy, deliberate blows on the door just might conceal the quiet clink of chain, or the hissing giggle that follows.
The distraction at the door does a very good job of keeping anyone inside from noticing the little goblins sneaking in to spirit Ali away--anyone but Ali, that is, whose screams are likely to give the goblins a very hard time sneaking her anywhere.
She doesn't remember they're on her side, and who can really blame her?
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Iron. The moment for which he had promised, and for which he was promised, might be fast upon him. With a yell he summoned his stewards, bidding his army make ready. "Call out the cavalry! Fetch the golem of the gate! I want every able goblin ready at a moment's notice--now, MOVE ( ... )
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She doesn't remember they're on her side, and who can really blame her?
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