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Leoven was quietly reading in his room, he did not really want to socialise that night as Jareth's adopted son had returned he felt he'd retain some peace by staying out of his way, given the arguments they had had in the past. There was also the fact of the little creature that had emerged when the Labyrinth had been completed, which had completely thrown him and made him rather confused.

Leoven looked up from his book and raised an eyebrow. What was Macy doing outside his room at this time of night. In fact why was he even talking to him. The last encounter he had with the Unigon had been less than pleasant and unless picking fights was his idea of entertainment, he had not counted on ever seeing him again if he didn't have to.

He cautiously opened the door to his room and poked his head around it.

"Was there something you wanted?" he asked, in the most level voice he could muster.

Leoven frowned. How would an outsider know such a close kept secret about his kingdom. The Unicorn in question had come the Unseelie court in search of sanctuary twenty years ago, which they had eventually granted after much debate. Noone from outside was supposed to know of it as it would bring their already troubled kingdom under much criticism.

"I'm afraid you are mistaken." he said with equal bluntness. "There are no Unicorns in my country."

Leoven paled at the coment. There had been rumours that she had a child that had been left behind. He himself found it rather hard to imagine the Holy One being a mother, and even harder to picture Macy as her son.

"Your mother?" he said with surprise "Well that explains how you know of her at least. But mother or no mother, I have been given strict orders about what I can and cannot reveal about my kingdom."

Leoven felt a dark pang of guilt rise within him. He hadn't meant to upset the young man so much, but orders were orders, and he would remain loyal to his king nomatter how much the Unigon's story pulled at his heartstrings. At least that was what he told himself but he got the feeling that he had not heard the end of this.

Several floors below Macy's room in the castle's rather archaic dining room the mood had turned rather cold and it wasn't because of the draughts under the door.

Jareth stared at his guest over his glass of wine, and by the Unseelie's expression it was pretty obvious that things had not gone well. But Leoven didn't seem as angry as he had expected, in fact he seemed rather upset. Maybe he had wanted to help but was torn by his own loyalties, or maybe Macy's situation had touched a nerve with him or reminded him of a painful memory. He knew it was useless to ask his guest about what had happened as he had never met a more secretive man in his life, so after the awkward dinner had ended he made his way up the steep flights of stairs towards Macy's room and knocked cautiously on the door.

Jareth sighed and opened the door anyway. "You'll get ill again if you don't keep your strength up." he chided. Macy did have a right to be upset but he wasn't going to let it get in the way of his health like it had in the past.
"I take it, things didn't go well." he continued "What happened?"

Jareth nodded and sat down on the edge of the bed. "I know you miss her. It must be hard because you were old enough to remember her when she brought you here." he thought back to that fateful day with more than a little sadness and also thought about his own family. His father who only months before had taken his own life, his older sister on the other side of the world in an arranged marriage that neither her or her husband had wanted and finally his own mother who had resigned herself to a life of mourning and was now hiding herself away in one of their country palaces. He wondered what Leoven's family was like, and hoped his life was better than his or Macy's.
"He seemed more sad than angry, Macy." he concluded. "I don't think he wanted to withhold that information."