You're back here in his kingdom. Your dress immediately catches the eye and attracts the attention of all strangers in different masks. The gaze rivets you, blindly attracts you, like a lost traveler to the light of hope for salvation. While you are lost in thought, fascinated by everything that is happening, the confident touch of strong hands falls on your waist and pulls you away from prying eyes. You know who he is. You know everything. He doesn't look at anyone. Only you deserve his attention. His Queen. The heart in your chest starts pounding so fast, as if it will stop beating at one moment. Your arms automatically embrace him and you float away together in a dance. Neither of you say anything. Just look at each other, trying to feel every moment, as if it were the last dance in your life. The music starts playing faster and faster and then stops. Your heart freezes. The spoiled King pulls you closer, making you feel the rapid beating of his heart in response to your own rapid breathing and warm gaze. He closes his eyes and leans even closer, practically kissing you. But with a sharp cry, you wake up.

It's him again. That damn Goblin King! This dance. An unfulfilled kiss. And a beautiful dream that turned into a nightmare long ago. You're trembling, tears are streaming from your eyes. You abruptly get out of bed, and your vision goes dark. The scent of blackberries and magnolias fills the lungs. It's like he's really here. Jareth. Your King. A melodious voice in your head is calling your name. You can't breathe properly and you go out on the balcony, trying to breathe in, but you can't.

My Queen, come back to me. He begging.

You close your eyes and sink to the floor. Warmth covers your shoulders. My love. Open your eyes.

It's not real! But the soft voice continues to purr treacherously in your ear. And in the end you're falling for his charm and open your eyes. The Goblin King Jareth is standing in front of you. His face lights up with a soft smile. I'm real.