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A new day began like any other in the Underground, people of all species hurried along their way to get to places they needed to be. Whether that was work, the markets or school - everybody had somewhere they needed to be. In a castle not far from the main part of a Fae village, the King and Queen were already up and starting their daily routines. One such task, was getting their son out of bed and ready for his lessons. The Queen opened his bedroom door and walked over to his windows, pushing open the shutters so that the sunlight could warm up the bedroom.
"Wakey, wakey, Jareth!" she spoke loudly and brightly, "come on, it's time you got up by now."
Her teenage son opened one eye, grumbled and rolled over. She smiled at him because she loved him so very dearly, but he had to get out of bed.
"Come on sweetheart," she whisked his blankets off him and he slowly sat up with a stretch and a yawn.
"That's more like it," she beamed proudly at him.
Jareth got out of bed and his mother left the room, closing the door behind her.
"When I am King," he grumbled shortly as he made his way over to the dressing table vanity, "I shall outlaw early mornings!"